And the Game must?! go on!
Tonight we find the party split. Trump, Tracy, and Taylor find themselves in a grand banquet hall with a gradually increasing number of stiff-backed military personnel, along with a variety of less-but-still disciplined civilians. The whole place reeks of rigidity and efficiency. All boots are shiny, all suits and uniforms are crisp and clean.
Meanwhile, Torcuil - who didn't die - prepares to venture forth with Infernius and Thez who just last night got engaged, no homo to wreck shop on an entire city of commies. "Isn't wanton killing evil" you might ask, to which I say "Not when its commies".
So then, let us begin,... again.
I like killing commies
Its supposed to be fun! Now on the subject of Rangers,... you might find someone in the immediate surroundings who knows a thing or 7.
Faints again to get free cpr.
Uh, how I find this man?
Should I roll perception?
"Ma'am! Are you okay? ARE YOU OKAY!"
"She's unresponsive, but still breathing. You! Go get a medical technician! You, please assist me!">>25610
That might help
[1d20 = 13]>>25612
May kek bless my roll
The two attending staff members begin feeling around Taylor for any injuries or signs of distress. The assistant asks Trump/Tracy, "Does she have any existing medical conditions that you are aware of? Is she allergic to any medications?"
"I'm not detecting any signs of trauma, elevating her head," the main responder says wrapping up his jacket into a roll and placing it under Taylor's head.
The incoming crowd takes more than a passing interest in the situation with Taylor. "Please, maintain a perimeter!
Two more people with medical symbols on their uniform enter. "Sir, we're here to relieve you."
"Thank you. She collapsed on the floor, no apparent signs of injury, and she's still breathing but unresponsive."
"We'll take it from here. Preparing AED device." he says while the other medic rips open her jacket and shirt.
"Placing electronic shock devices."
Thats fucking adorable.
[2d20 = 22]>>25617
No, the latter supercedes the former.>>25620
"Charging AED, everyone stand clear!"
A sharp surge of electricity shoots through Taylor, forcing her eyes open, and causing her to gasp for air.
The medical staff breathe a sigh of relief. "Ma'am, can you hear me? You're in the Spartan's mess hall, you fell and lost consciousness. Please remain still while I check your vitals."
[Kises medic]im fine now.
>>25623And here i thought getting shocked would have been seen as adverse
"Ma'am, you seem to be convulsing. Its best that you lay there. I need an....." he's interrupted by >>25626
The surrounding onlookers cheer at her return to life and movement (aside from slight 'convulsions'). Several people pat him on the shoulder and back, while his assistant looks at him with green eyes.
I don't know how, but that will be important later.
SOMEONE WRITE THAT DOWN
You have very pretty eyes.
"Ma'am, I think you're going to be alright. Take over for me," he says to the other attendent who shoots him a look of "Oh NOW I can take over".
Its an expression, it means he's jealous, not literal
Nevermind, fuck it. He's got green eyes
I've never heard that.
I thought it was gonna be something important
does lennos have any zyclone b?
Meanwhile, aside from Taylor's,... situation, Thez inquires to Infernius. "Why are we going to go kill a city again? I'm not opposed, just wondering why its necessary or called for is all."
Raises his goggles. "What now?"
"they are filthy communist jews">>25637
"me need gas bombs. have you any?"
T> "What's a communist?"
L> "How quick do you need 'em?"
"As the scholar of the group, imagine socialism but worse"
"What's wrong with being social? Do they talk too much?"
P.S. Intelligence is Thez' weakest attribute
"me not know full details but me was in bavaria during the coup they starved the civilians and kept all the food for themselves thats what it means they also rape and murder with out reason, communist are the worst dregs of anyworld."
"a few hours? me need to gas communist jews."
"No no no. Socialism is where the goverment takes everything someone has, then distributes it evenly.
So say that Jew down the street has $1 and you have $99 according to the government, you each have $50.
Communism includes killing people"
"No. She's just a bit of a drama queen."
"a jew with 1$ hahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahaha"
>>25648>according to the (((government)))
"Well, one dollar not invested in the banks or the illuminati"
Thez eyes sharpen. "So demons then." Draws her broom and unsheathes it. "Its a shame I don't have claws for this," then to Infernius and Torcuil, "When do we leave?">>25646
"Definitely demons. Maybe not literally, but thats how Demons are. Laws are 'negotiable items', public opinion beats out decency and responsibility. That sound about right?"
"Actually, close enough. Lets go.
I'll summon gas with my meme magic."
Both look to Infernius, who (not as well as Tracy) is the only one who knows where to look.
"me need gas that there weakness."
So, where is Tracy right now?
Tracy is at the rapidly filling mess hall, which large portions of which are taking their seats and calming down after the commotion of Taylor's momentary distraction.
*i point it out on the map*
"which me faggot dont have handy"
What do the guys in the room look like?
Also, did the squirrel ever show up again?
Its all strength, determination, and form. Its an almost entirely military civilization, and all present are either military or elected by. Everyone's armed (though not aggressively so), and aside from glances (especially toward Tracy, who is the only Poner - let alone non-human - in the room) everyone is operating quite dignified and decorously.>>25661
This. I need to talk to him. About his weapon.
>>25662Is this place based off of Sparta?
Uhm, by that you mean,....
Probably that RPG.
"You guys go ahead, I'll catch up."
HA! You'll have a better chance at getting at his nuts! (double-entendre intended)
"we can wait it most likely be a tough fight, me want best friend(thats not thez) with me."
Ill just be asking about how it functions and why a talking squirrel has one.
I too would like to know about both.
Good luck with that. I won't rule against it, but I will say "HIGHLY improbable"
As far as the Banquet is concerned, I'll leave it here until Trump returns. Sorry, but his contribution is the the next piece of the interaction.
Renquist appears to a scattering of applause, which he smiles and waves to, while venturing toward his seat. At the same time a "Huuuah!" can be heard from without, and a set of doors on one side of the hall burst open. Immediately inward stream scores of individuals (soldiers, the lot) who quickly and precisely assume seats. Renquist stands to address the proceedings. Men, please welcome the finest among us. He needs no introduction. The foremost of all Spartans," "Huuah!" "Baz, whom we serve beside." The crowd erupts in perfectly synchronized applause. It's like a perfectly-timed drumroll.
A door largely obstructed from sight opens and closes. Eyes follow what cannot be seen, and before long, the Bazookah Squirrel (still carrying his bazookah) hops up onto the table.
"Spartans. I am pleased to declare today a holiday." Cheers, flown hats, and excitement erupt from the soldiers and citizens present. The celebration continues for a moment, until Baz raises his wee hand, causing silence to descend like a wave. "Today marks a day which was once thought a distant dream. Many may have noticed an increased incursion of native and insidious groups, infringing on our lands." rumbles of agreement. "Many have noticed too that our resources are increasingly tight, brought on by those incursions and a variety of other issues that we have yet to determine. Gentlemen, I present to you this man, and those who venture with him. They have come to our gates with gifts the likes of which I have never dreamed." Murmuring increases until by his wee hand they quiet. "What is a Spartan's purpose!" "Sparintenar!" comes the reply.
"And what is the greatest threat to Sparintenar!"
He pauses, and looks around, then at Trump. Nodding before continuing he directs at Trump (all this in that squeaky voice) "Please, let us dispense with propriety. Trump, if you please," he says, taking a seat.
What did they serve us?If these assholes ever try to steal our GET, it's total war.
>>25677which site are they from?
>>25678NOT Sportschan, hopefully.
The food hasn't been served yet>>25678
This is the Sparintenar banquet
[hungry hoers noises]
"hey thez any of that turkey left?"
"What? Oh, yeah. Its in the mess area.">muttering about demons intensifies
"what me to bring you a plate?"
She looks at him, then forward, then back at him. "No. Yes. Maybe,... yes." she seems unsure, but she said yes twice.
i go to the mess area and fix 2 plates then come back."
Torc mumbles something about "fucking lovebirds"
GM did Torc detect the ranger?
Nothing in particular, just a sense of proximity.
Torc takes the banana being offered
"Question. Do you notice anyone who shouldn't be here? I feel... watched"
Tr> "I haven't detected anyone out of the ordinary,... not that ordinary is 'ordinary' around here, why do you ask?"
"No reason, I guess it must be an after effect of the coma."
Trumpaladin looks out to the crowded groups with a smile
"Everyone. Ladies and gentleman of Sparintenar. The Emperor, Kefka, is dead."
He now produces the head of kefka from the bag and displays it for allot see, giving a moment of silence for the effect to sink in
"For years, he and his tarasque ruled the lands with mercilessness and sadism, exacting a painful tribute and destroying those who did not or could not pay, while killing at random. Or so he ruled, until he tried to attack Port Barry, which could not make a tribute payment after spending its reserves to rebuild from a demonic incursion. With the power of Football, my party and I killed him, and his tarasque too, in our Football stadium. His reign of tyranny is at an end."
Puts back down the head.
To be continued, but reactions first and I need to actually arrive at home
"Very well, let me know if you have any further questions."
Torc's dagger turns int a claymore, right? What enchantment is that? I want to make something similar.
Yeah, it does. What are you planning?
Exactly what it sounds like: a small tool that turns into a larger one on command.
That sass earned you a coupon
"1 free enchantments from Torcuil for $420.69"
>>25692Let me show them the head next time...
Thanks.Can I has Recreational Nuke? I'll give you three bitcoinz.
3.02 and then we'll talk
In the meantime, what kind of tool?
That was perfect.
Murmurs spread throughout the crowd, soldier and civilian alike speak in whispered and audible tones amongst one another. Smatterings of discussion and strategy, and what-not immediately spring up until, a squeaky voice (somehow) cuts through the increasing din.
"Behold. We do welcome Trump, Tracy and Taylor into our banquet hall. Some have heard, and for others this is a new revelation. I bid you leave, please eat all you can stomach. Today is a day we have planned for, but could never have seen realized. Today is the day that the shackles of Sparintenar come OFF!" A huge and deafening cheer raises from the soldiers and others assembled. Many scramble to their feet, eager to take in the literal food as well as to satisfy the sudden hunger that they felt. Renquist wanders over to Trump (both deliberately delaying him and party and showing unveiled appreciation. "Sir, you have come unto Sparintenar with a blessing. We've been planning to assault the emperor for years
and yet you've accomplished our designs right under our noses. I think, we may have alot to learn from you and yours."
A variety of individual cheers and jubilation bubble up from various pockets and patches of the assembled group, and everyone is in high spirits. Baz sits quietly at his seat, while all the soldiers, staff members, and assembled Spartans - military and non - take their fill of the ample (but not limitless) banquet that has been assembled, mess-hall style for ease and efficiency. As all the soldiers and lower-ranks resume their seats, the officers then likewise stand, and progress toward the food. At this time, staff otherwise unoccupied shuffle up to Trump and co (not that it's Trump and Co, but he's obviously the most iconic of the group) and indicate that it is their turn and place to serve themselves.>>25697
"Ma'am are you okay? Are you okay!",....
I haven't decided yet (I hace a few planned, but I don't want to spoil). I'll probably need to make it first, which'll take weeks..
could you make me a cock ring that does that?
"Sorry, I don't do sex toys"
Did you read the idea about the brass prosthetic? >>25372 →
>>25702>not relizing who actually killed klefka and turned the terraquesce-thing into a football
I mean, okay, if you wanna play like that. Im not salty.JK, have fun at the banquet faggots
Trumpaladin says to Baz and to all who are listening
"Thank you, good sir and sirs, for your generosity and complements.
I will talk with you about military tactics and strategy. But, while I can see you have given much though for war and liberation, have you given much thought to how to live under peace and freedom? I have a few ideas in mind that I believe could help Sparintenar, at the same time as helping my Port Barry."
Looks to see what food is being offered>>25709
"You can go eat now little pony"
yea can i use a dragons horn?
Read the spoiler on >>25711Did anyone else cast recreational nuke?
[starving pony noises]
Tracy gets up to go serve herself.
"Why do I always feel so famished after changing shape? I feel like I could eat a whole person..." she mutters to herself as she shuffles into line.
Only if it's a Silver/Brass dragon, according to the description.
Wut? Nevermind. I do have to warn you both, there won't be alot of "actual" (as in pressing, adversarial, or dangerous) combat with the commie town. Its basically going to be a free-for-all where players indulge their most malicious and inhuman desires and predilections. Its supposed to be a blood-bath.>>25711>goading
Murmers of acknowledgement echo, while mostly there's sounds of nom.
The banquet (over time) dies down into an increasingly sparse gathering, as soldiers return - under the directive of holiday (more in a moment) - to their homes, barracks, wives, and families. The whole city is in celebration.
Baz approaches Trump, who I assume has the presence of mind to wait before departing.
"Thank you for that. I would like to take a walk with you, if you don't mind.">>25716
at the bottom. We'll just assume Tracy took the opportunity then?
>>25718>We'll just assume Tracy took the opportunity then?
brass seems like a good option.
I want to goad for once
>>25718>commie town will be a bloodbath
Can I give a stand down order?
>>25718>take a walk with you
*pony ears twitch*>>25720
Yeah, fuck brass dragons. Barely even dragons themselves. More like overgrown lizards.
Nope, too far away
"I would love a talk with you. It's why I came here"
okay remember you asked for it, ill be as darth as i can.
I want to go there now... this place is too hospitable.
(I trust you can fill in the 'gaps' Xp)>>25723
Not at all
Goes and talks to baz.
What's the requirement for Good in this universe? I may have misinterpreted my alignment. *ironic sneezing*
Even heros have dark days
Baz turns as Taylor approaches. As he looks, Taylor is hit with a wave of, not supernatural but evident and tangible, intimidation. This squirrel is solid mettle.
We'll kill trolls, don't worry
But I was going to talk to him..
Meanwhile, Sigmund approaches Taylor from the side, but holds his tongue. Renquist has departed, as have most of the soldiers.
It was a fine to do, but it ended with the same rigid efficiency it began with. There today, gone tomorrow.>>25737
You are, this is an unplanned interjection.
H- hi thats an impressive weapon you have there would you mind telling me how it functions herr baz?
>>25733>what have I done?
you're fufilling your destiny Infernius. Become my apprentice, learn to use the dark side of the force.>I will do what ever you ask
Goooood, goooooood>just help me save Thez's life. I can't live without her
He pauses to give Taylor an emotionless, dry, prolonged stare, from his beady black eyes which are already emotionless, but even moreso coming from this particular squirrel.
"No." and he turns back to Trump.>>25740
"Hey! Don't bring me into this!"
Holy shit, that'd be a sweet parody scene.
But unironically, what determines alignments in this universe?
This squirerel is a jerk..
To baz. Unless he starts first
"Tell me, what most concerns you?"
Outside of general guidelines and boundaries, I do>>25745
He is (no offense Taylor, but he doesn't normally even appear)
That solves the "too hospitable" problem
I identify as an attack helicopter: Neutral
I identify as an actual gender, which is the one I was born as: Good
I identify as a sixth generation panromantic foxsexual wolf-kin: Evil
Is it a problem if I decide I want to be Chaotic?
Only for your marriage
yeeees join me on the choatic side.
"These people do. When I first came here, they were tribal. Militant yes, but lacking in direction, or advanced strategy, or the ability to innovate. I come from a world different than this one, as I suspect you do. With the resources at my disposal, I applied myself to helping them establish a mighty and prosperous city-state, all under the watchful eye of the Emperor. Our aim has been to develop and grow to such a point where we could ourselves strike him down, and yet now he IS struck down. Though emphatically welcome, I don't know that the Spartans have it in us to survive and continue to develop without a common, central enemy. In short, we are built and bred for war, and yet now I don't know that war is inevitable. Native tribes and populations have become more brazen, attacking convoys and expeditions, but these are recent nuisances that will quickly be mitigated. I am concerned for the future of Sparintenar. While industrious, disciplined, and fierce, we have not dared to indulge in allies."
It's not like she'd just say it out loud.>>25752Eating your friends' eyeballs should count as evil, desu.
Before I respond, can I get an alignment check on Baz?
>>25754yea i was just waking up and forgot about the enteron. sorry.
>>25754Tell your Flashy so he can kick his ass
Sigmund immediately interjects afterward. "Please excuse him, this is his first public event since,... well since I became a minister. His reputation is one of extreme aesceticism and ill manner. Please, it may have been his intention to offend, but is not representative of Sparintnar. He does not respect entertainment, and personally desires the elimination of it - he feels its degenerative - but again, this doesn't necessarily reflect the opinions of the people.>>25755
>>25757i saved your kids life.
[Cries on sigmunds shoulder]
S- so shall we eat?
>waits for something intresting to happen
"You haven't eaten? Why haven't you eaten? Someone get her some food!>>25763You're
waiting, Thez is waiting for gas-bombs or whatever!
Several staff-members put together a rapid-paced assortment of food for Taylor.
"I will wait until you are finished, but I wish to speak to you more about the possibility of an agreement."
I shall be quick herr sigmund.
"As you will, take your time," he smiles and shifts away so as not to be looking directly at Taylor while she eats.
Torc can summons gas
Lets go already
Work on crafting, while you're at the tower.Also, build a fireplace in the stables so Troll can get off of Tracy's eggs.
"Yes. Kill,... things," Thez says with a weird look in her eye.
*checks with lennos*
*finishes eating* (he was hungry)
[bored pony noises]
"I've got one, that's the best I could do in so short a time."
[Eats politely but quickly.]
"itll have to do. thanks lennos."
*inspects tableware, wondering about her eggs back at the tower..*
"Love you too, ~Flashy!" smiles
"Please take your time. Its all fantasy anyway." Sigmund assures.
"lets go kill some dirty commie kikes."
>>25783Save some for me, please.. This place is boring...
"You are released now, little pony. Your flashy has this"
"I see. I do believe I can help you on this.
First, my credentials. I came into this world lacking in direction myself, and Port Barry was an agricultural city that occasionally served as a haven for pirates. I took up a position as defender after we unwittingly killed off a group that oppressing the entire city of Port Barry. Once that was accomplished, we used up our part's personal funds to create a Football Stadium. Football gave them guidance and meaning in life. I cleaved off the arm of an arch demon that was attacking the city in front of the citizenry, which endeared them to me. When the city burned down after a demon attack, we rebuilt it with new industries that made the city wealthier. What happened is that we gave the citizens hope, by showing that we good visibly improve the quality of life by proving new jobs and opportunities through trade, and purpose through Football. Now, they follow me and us proudly and willingly.
My first proposal: open a Football franchise in Sparintenar. Now, two things are readily appearent about Sparintenar: that the people crave entertainment, and that the people are militaristic and tribal in nature. Football is divine, but it is practical as well, and it entertains like nothing else, while going to the core of humanity's tribal nature. Whereas a song entertains for three minutes, football entertains for three hours every game, and then there's talk about sports celebrities, training and playing the game, making your children go to practice, it goes on and on. People build their entire lives around it, like a religion. Truly, it is a religion. Second, Football is essentially war in a non-lethal form. The players come together in close formations with defined strategy. They take orders and obey a hierarchy. They physically tackle each other. But the fans - they circle around their home team, rooting them on, as their team plays against another city. During the game - and after - the entire city is united around its team as it plays against another city. Like the fans are united as if in war, because its all the same instincts as war. But the two cities remain friendly with one another, even part of the same nation. And training and skills for Football, are usable in war as well. I think this could solve your problem.
My second solution: capitalism and consumerism. Hear me out on this one. I understand that your culture here is utilitarian and austere. Everything is function, because of discipline and resources for war. But it is human nature to want more, and I think it shows in the way your citizens crave entertainment. Now, if each person is free to improve their lot in life, and if trade allows an inflow of new luxuries, people are hopeful of improving their personal situations. They feel like they can command their own lives, and many of their desires are sated. This keeps people satisfied and content, and staves off rebellion or disunity. Here's what I propose. Your city is industrious, and produces many wares. Historically, most of this is used domestically, while some went to pay tribute to the emperor. But what if - what if - your city's excess goods were traded to Port Barry? You could receive from us fine jewelry, fine leather craftsmanship, exquisite steaks, well crafted furniture, and other goods that, while perhaps not as functional as you are used to, add a spice and happiness to life. Your citizens will appreciate this change.
Finally, perhaps you can keep doing what you have been doing, if only we can find a common enemy. Now, i can't say I understand the political landscape here very well, but I do know a phantom menace can be generated when need be. Work with me and ally with me as we rid this world of hostile powers, and you'll quickly have a common enemy to unite the citizens, and perhaps even this city to others.
Please heed my suggestions, as they worked very well in Port Barry to not just unite it, but to bring it prosperity and glory. You have done very well here. Very well. But more can be done"
"Are you ready for MURDER? I mean,... are you ready?" Thez corrects herself.
"A-are you sure, Flashy?" (she's clearly bored out of her wits, but doesn't want to disappoint)
".. I guess I'll just leave then..." she says without waiting for a response.
"Good luck, Flashy. Call me if things get messy."
"I'll catch a ride from Fae"
"its not murder if they deserve it."
If Tracy were flying towards the tower, would she be able to see Thez, Torc, and Infernius take off?>>25790
*hysterical laughter in the distance*>>25791>Chaotic Good in a nutshell
She'd go to see the eggs
At this rate, yes.
It's how she handles it...
This makes more sense though (she'd be irredeemably heartbroken if those eggs hatched while she was away)....
"You bet yer arse I am"
If it makes you feel any better, Trollestia will make a good mother for the Rocs when they imprint onto her
>>25798I hate you too, Anon...
Thez smiles, and looks to infernius. "Lead the way."
*heads out holding Ana's hand*
*sad Waifu Thief Mod noises*
*Tracy speeds off back towards the tower* (her armor is in her saddlebags, so she's going at x5 speed)>>25801>2 lood
"I had hoped to hear something like this from you. You are an impressive fellow Mr. Trump, and I am eager to hear more from you and yours. Would you permit me to appoint a delegation to venture to Port Barry? I wish to hear from my men what there is to see, hear, and experience. No officers, no ministers, just rank and file enlistees. I'd like to hear about what you have done with your people from fresh eyes. With the Emperor dead, perhaps it is time to prepare for a future that we always hoped for but never dared dream possible.
Besides, any sport that combines competition and war is worth looking into," he says, smiling for the first time Trump has seen.>>25801
"You oaf, I'm perfectly capable of making my way!" she says eluding his grip but maintaining a small distance.
(still waiting on Taylor's response. No bully, just mentioning I haven't forgotten)
*sad gleam in eyes*
"Oh don't be like that, I've been waiting for this all day! Its not exactly snuggle time,... not until we're covered in the blood of our enemies!">>25808
To Taylor being finished eating. I was waiting to post this: As Taylor finishes, he politely addresses. "I apologize if you felt pressured or unnerved. I had hoped this would be less awkward than it is. I represent the Ministry of Entertainment, as I told you. It is our desire that you consider performing for the people of Sparintenar. This would be neither a cheap nor one-time event, indeed we hope it helps to foster a developing relationship with the people of Port Barry, that increased trade and development might be fostered amongst both peoples. We hope you will consider our offer."
>>25803>continues third wheeling
*lands in front of stables like a fiery comet*
"Are my chicks okay? They haven't stopped moving, have they?" (genuine worry)>>25810
Come take your waifu.
I had considered that
Torc walks bakk to the stables
"Hey Troll, wanna come kill some communist jews?"
"Thank you, and but of course. What we've done with the place is readily apparent just from walking down the rebuilt streets. Believe me, we're heading for a future brighter than any of us could imagine.
There is something i would like to know further tonight? What sort of wares does you city produce exactly? I could see that you had a special weapon, and so did your guards
Also, how are the neighboring cities, in terms of relations?"I have a lot more I want to say on the philosophy of capitalism as well, but I think I need to drive. I do want the answers to these questions, and possibly to continue this conversation
Don't worry, this town is almost two big for 3 people. Speaking of which>>25812
Tr> "The eggs are fine, and the bull, the bitch, and the lanky scotsman just left to massacre some 'commie' city. If you hurry you can catch them.">>25813
"Splendid, splendid! I and my associates will draw up a plan, are you reach-able frequently at Port Barry, or is there a better place to reach you at?"
Theres a big tower in port barry you can not miss it.
>>25817>Estrogen reaching near-lethal blood toxicity levels>tfw want to go kill shit>but motherhood comes first>This is why we need feminism *shoots self*
Tracy gestures troll to move her fat ass, and takes her place on the the egg-bed.
No. Take her with you.
But she called Torc lanky!
Wait, you're not coming?>>25815
"This, is not something I speak of. It is mine, and it is special. It is a tool which I have used to help transform Sparintenar into the grand city you have seen, and which I let loose on its opponents with abandon. It utilizes advanced technologies unseen by this world. As for Sparintenar and its wares, we are sadly lacking in any particular magical ability, but our crafts are of the finest precision. While we have no spellcasters to speak, everything we produce - from the greatest swords and armor, to the tiniest spoons - are all of masterwork quality and readily abundant. If you have need of such wares, or,... perhaps have the ability to craft magic tools and items from them, then I can assure you a ready supply of both materials and patrons.">>25818
He scribbles a few notes on a piece of paper before stuffing it in his pocket. "This has been,... more,... I had thought you would decline. Thank you Miss Swift, you shall hear from me soon!" he says, losing a slight bit of discipline. "Please, is there any question or request you might have of me? Don't hesitate!">>25820
Oh come on, he has only just eaten in like 3-4 days. Besides, Torcuil is supposed to be half-way to the commies by now, and its only cuz Infernius wanted to hold hands that Torcuil felt like a 3rd wheel in the first place!>GM sighs
lanky. We all know he's lanky. 99% of wizards are lanky.pic unrelated
Fine, fuck the horse
Infernius is in the lead, Thez is gliding along until she sees where he's going (then will break into a dive) while,... Torcuil and Tracy (?) catch up.
"me just wanted to show some love before the massacre."
It's a personal challenge for her: She knows she'll never become a proper parent if she can't hold of genociding some strangers to sit on a couple eggs...
I do have one question. why do you and the rest of the guards write what we say?
"Its something of a tradition, though not explicitly so. Over time, in many social interactions, misunderstands have developed over slight alterations or mis-representations of what people have said to one another. To attempt to address this, the custom has been to immediately write down not only the sentiment but the word
that was conveyed. In this manner, the individual can convey both the impression and
the direct phrase."
[1d20 = 14]>>25831
Thats actually really efficient.
Rolling to derect lies just incase.
>>25831I'm feel depressed by how much I'd fit -in there...
Torc readies his guns for the incoming genocide
Are we going full US Air Force? "They are not cizilians, just 'acceptiable causilties'"?
Does Tracy feel any new movements in the eggs? She's deeply concerned about whether or not they're developing properly.
>>25834>>25827Bring be all of their hands.
"the worst thing about commies is they can blend in easy so it'll be hard to tell who is who."
I'm genuinely impressed, at least if this is honestly in your flowcharts
>>25837... I want them for stuff.. Their skulls would be usefull too.
Over the wind and such.
"Its sweet, and I appreciate it. I guess I get sorta short sighted at the thought of killing demons or those who practice their ways. When you grabbed my hand, it took me out of the resolve I had put myself in, which is,... well its not a good
place, but its definitely the place I should be when preparing to be showered with blood.">>25832
He's all sincerity. In fact, you don't think you've seen the slightest bit of insincerity the whole time you've been here.>>25835
They're fine ^_^`>>25834
Thez seemed to think they were a pest or a plague of sorts. Infernius compared them to jews.>>25838
"Alright then, no mercy, no hesitiation. Wait,... is THAT the place?" Thez asks, indicating the domed city in question.
"Acceptable causalities it is then."
"Thats the city Thez, not sure why its a dome though"
"Durpistan is the name of it. im not sure if thats it specificly. i know its in the area."
"Its 'cuz they're afraid." She collapses the glider and speeds toward the ground in a dive, <whoof> teleporting at the last moment to eliminate momentum and speed.
*dives with uatchit*
"hold on torc"
"So, you two ready?"Just realized, who is gonna marry Infernius and Thez. Infernius was the closest thing we had to a priest
The room fills with steam once more, as Tracy sits on the eggs, cooing to herself like a bird.
May as well ask Lenos to order the materials for a Greatsword.
How many scrolls does it take to enchant the Ring of Animal friendship?
"Lets do this. There's the main gate, and a side entrance. The gate will be fortified, but I can make short work of that. Any preferences?" note, she didn't say ideas.
"as brutally as possible."
"I'll take the sides"
That's a lot of scrolls... I just wanted it because it'd look good on the /mlp/ collar..
Forget about that then..
Smiles, "The gate then." then to Torcuil. "We'll wait until you're in position. When we first strike we'll encounter some resistance, but they'll quickly flood to your position." she pauses. "I know you're a good person, and what you are about to see may seem horrible, unprovoked, and contrary to your nature. Please understand that what we are doing is ridding this world of the worst. These people, while people, are lost. They prey and feed on one another with abandon. I've seen it,... this is not my first time here. Their survival is a burden to all people who depend on the resources they produce, but rather than distributing the gains by merit, they distribute them by fiat. It is a cesspool of artifice and self-service, where the laziest and the most apathetic stands 'equal' with the most hard-working and effective. Its just like the Abyss."
"if you see anyone trying to flee gas them."
*whistles MLP themesong while flipping through picture book about parenting*
"Oh no, I'm fine with this. Theyre just like the people who took my home. Besides..."
Torc checks both guns, his snek staff, and dagger
"Haven't got my hands dirty in a while. You guys go ahead. I'll go in through the left."
Torc then runs towrds the left side, summoning Mr. Snek on the way.
Thez walks up to the gate and puts her back to it and leans. She adopts a slightly suggestive and inviting pose ans says to Infernius, "You ready?"
Torc reaches the left gate
Tc>Mr. Snek, strangle anyone you want. Go wild, but stay safe.
Torc then fireballs the gate, and walks in guns (quite literally) blazing
"me was born for this,let me pray first."
"lord hitler i pray you protect my friends and i from these heathans, i pray from a swift victory in this kampf. thank you mein fhurer. SIEG HEIL!"
"Whoops!" she says at the sound, and fades through the door. Screams of outrage can he heard, as well as the sound of someone being beaten with the door, except in reverse. After a moment, the gate opens. Theres' three bodies, and Thez already has blood on her. "LETS's,... ahem,... Let's get messy." ^_^
And she jumps to grab a nearby guard who was advacing on her position. The fools (all of them for that matter) are armed with simple clubs and batons, clearly not armed to actually defend themselves, but clearly thinking that clubs and batons would be sufficient. Thez bursts into a frenzy, blades flashing in a myriad of directions, lines of blood shooting out with each successive strike.
At this time, feel free to describe whatever degree of carnage you like. We can quick-jump cut-to when finished, but yeah, this is supposed to be an expression of creative wrath.
Just for the record, scrolls for spells up to level 3 can be bought, correct?
When using a scroll, does it's casting time take as long as normally casting the spell does? I was confused when Thez suggested that Darkie could've had a ressurection scroll rigged on his body (casting time is 10 mins).
Four guards attempt to flank as she divests another fellow of his bowels, which <whooof> she appears behind the trailing one and...>>25862
Yes to the first, and,... hold on a sec.
... grabs (grapples) his arm, dislocating it at the shoulder. She releases him, swipes the feet out from under the second, and cleaves the throat of the other two. She then grabs the dislocated arm of the first, and starts beating the second with him, until one is a bloody pulp, and the arm tears from its socket. She leaves that one to scream.
Now then. After going over the scroll details, it appears Thez (and I) were wrong. In order to use a scroll it has to be of correct type (user must be able to use arcane magic or divine magic, whatever type the spell its self is) and that the activation involves reading the scroll in its entirety. So apparently (even though Darkie didn't have one such scroll, spoiler) that wouldn't have worked anyway.
Lets see:>shootinghttps://m.youtube.com/watch?v=SDTZ7iX4vTQ>stab with dagger then grow it into claymore>Claymore deaths>magical torture>edgier than bismuth>snek induced trauma
Torc stabs a filthy jew just below the heart. He grows his dagger into full claymore size, peircing the heart, before pulling it out. He then swings, decapitating another one.My mind is going places I didn't even know I had right now.
i round up the strong men and put them in a makeshift gas chamber and throw the gas canister and simultaneously light it on fire then i storm the city hall and find the commissar disembowel him and strangle him with his own intestines. after that i put out the fire i set if they're dead by now. then i steal their children so they can be re- educated and taught the ways of the fhurer. and after uatchit brings them to the rockwellian church.
So.. I I want to use a scroll for a druid's spell, I have to already be a druid, or can I just be able to cast divine spells?
Fires break out in various areas due to Torcuil's spell(s) and the city is increasingly illuminated by flickering flames, not unlike when Port Barry was attacked by demons. The Durpistani attempt to rally in pockets, hoping that numbers will save them. Its adorable.
The night is filled with the screams of the dispositionally virulent and pernicious. Men, and women fall...>>25866
... though curiously no children seem to be present,... anywhere. In fact, as the city is combed through more and more, aside from basic huts and hovels, there appear no child-care/rearing facilities.
Shadows splay off the building as each of the party brutally and terribly works its way through all who stand before. Its almost,... almost
Fuck, my brain needs to stop this dark ass shitHmmm, lets try "Magical Torture" for 500 points.
Torc paralyzes a man, then has Mr. Snek crawl all over him building fear and dread. Torc then cuts him open, keeping him alive though, and lights his internals on fire. He then shoots out his kneecaps, and unparalyzes him
*reeees from a distance*
>tfw really want to kill kikes, but have to learn how to be a responsible mother.
*Hums 4CC anthem to eggs*
At one point, a fellow gets close enough to <whack> Thez across the back of the head. Her head slouches forward, but her hand darts out and seizes the weapon, easily tearing it from his grasp. He backs away, suddenly not as bold as a moment ago, and she snaps the club over her knee, before driving it into the base of his throat, covering her with (more) blood.
I could go on, but you're probably getting the picture by now. It is a scene of utter, merciless brutality. And the flames danced.
i then free all the live stock and try to force them towards port barry. i head to the central bank. i grab the head banker poke out both of his eyes,cut off his ,nose,ears(i pop his ear drums),and tounge then i release him into the wild. i bury any of his assistances alive. i search for jews and when i find some i tell them that ill let the one who kills all the rest go, after that i kill him too.>>25871
*trys to hide erection from thez killing that guy.*
I'll make it up to you
i chop the headguard cleanly down the middle.
i castrate the next guy unlucky enough to charge me i then make him eat his own testicles.
i think thats enough brutality for me.
Eventually, as individual proclivities to imagine and depict sheer unrelenting carnage upon the unsuspecting and ill prepared, surrounding motion comes to a halt, contrasted only by the flames, which occasionally set off an explosion in the background. Screams can still be heard, but relative silence descends. Somewhere in the open stands Thez, blood from head to toe, with an expression normally reserved for Tracy. Her eyes are on the tallest building, an apartment building. Looking to Infernius she calls out. "Meet me at the top!" and with a smile that is completely disproportionate to the gore that covers her entirety, she runs inside. Many screams can be heard. Occasional people are flung crashing through windows to fall to their eventual or immediate deaths (depending on length of fall and damage incurred previous to the fall). Several windows are painted over in red. Curtains are thrown about, an occasional piece of furniture juts through or cracks the glass, but no one makes it out of the bulding after she enters. It is precise, brutal, and unrelenting genocide.
$1 says Thez >rapes Infernius using blood for lube
Don't worry, the murder part is over.
its not >rape if you like it.
"Well that was nice."
Torc heads back to Port Barry, happy with his work
Thez watches Torcuil head back. "Aww, he was supposed to witness," she says quietly.
What, witness them fuck?
I can have him turn back ya know
Did Troll leave with the rest?
No not that, see >>25883
In Hell, it is customary to start a household on the blood, destruction, and ashes a house, edifice, or pre-existing creation, bathed in the blood of one's opponents. Such an event is not lead by a priest or minister, it is an agreement between sovereign entities, requiring a witness.
Tl;dr While 'unofficial' in conventional terms, this was something of a ceremony in its own right.
"witness me! torc"
So it must be.
Torc has to watch.
"Fuck, I forgot Mr. Snek."
Upon trying to locate him, Torc pings him near the new happy couple and he refuses to move
"Fine ye legless lizard"
Snek: "just get over here"
Does it take a feat to scribe scrolls of your own, or do the facilities at the tower allow for that?
Just saying, Pinkie looks awesome as Kefka.
As Torcuil returns for a moment, Thez smiles. "Thank you,"
She turns to Infernius and embraces him. "This is yours, this is mine, and by this witness, woe."
"This is yours, this is mine, and by this witness, woe. do me say stuff to?"
Torc realizes why Mr. Snek had him come back
He then procedes to wipe away tears
"Damn gore in my eye. Congrats you two!"
>mfw other characters are getting formally/ceremonially married before Tracy
Why can't we be happy like them? They even have opposite alignments, but they still get along perfectly...
Glad you like it. I wish I had found it before
killing him off,....>>25892
Yes and yes>>25896
"That was perfect," her blood-stained face is overcome with emotion.
From this point on, I can respond to input or actions, but that's about all I've got for the scene. It doesn't take much, just a blood-bath, a witness, and a simple declaration. The three (I/she had intended everyone to return to the tower as a group) can depart as desired.>>25898
Have you tried a blood-bath?
That could work.
i send some gestapo to take the city as the 2nd city in our new nation state.
You were doing so well!>delays ceremony
Of course, its yours. To the victor go the spoils, though not that it was much of (or intended to be) a fight.
For the record it was far bloodier, but no less murderous with the last party. Lenos went through one building casting Fire Storm in every room, another guy used Cloud Kill, and Thez kept saying that blasphemous phrase, but the outcome was the same. "Except for I'nis," Thez sighs.
>>25897>>25899>swats away bowl of chopped onions
... and by that I mean, Lenos was the first to start the Genocide, it took no prodding on my part, and likewise the other guy. Apparently, commies bring out the 'best' in people.
Tracy get's to work on a True Strike scroll.
I thought you wanted to exterminate the trolls?
Also, did you unironically plan a finite time-frame for the ceremony?
"Its a sigh of happiness and contentment you big oaf!" ^_^
>is dovetailing to practice housewifery
Can she set the preparations for a heavy mace and a helmet too?
BTW, no she stayed behind to my understanding.
"me would do anything for you, me love you ana."
*raises room temperature to a slightly uncomfortable level*
(eggs are fine, b/c she confers heat resistance)
Kind of,... the vault is empty except for bits of Darkie and who knows how many spiders remember?
The trolls are racially chaotic evil, so they can't be converted. This is unlike human communists, where the a KGB officer and the Soviet Union can become Vladimir Putin and the modern Russian Federation. Trolls are also not human>date for ceremony
The day afte Trumpaladin can trust her
"its simple we gas the vault."
Oh... best not fuck around in the forge, lest Lenos go look for materials..>>25916
Eh, not exactly lawful, but I don't give a fuck. Lemme hatch these orphans first.
>tfw no communist souls to suck-out
Furthermore, the trolls attacked a logging party and would do it again. The alleged communists were harmless
>>25918>not exactly lawful but I don't give a fuck
Forget I said anything. It's actually nothing.
>>25903I almost want to know what "that phrase" was during the last campaign..
How long does it take to scribe a scroll?
It was just "Blasphemy", I hadn't gotten that descriptive or particularly topical with it at that point. The Game took on WAY new dimensions upon involving Mlpol, on the /mlp/ AND /pol/ side of things.
Sounds like an improvement, imo.
1 day/1000gp in cost
So, for a level one spell like True Strike it would just take a day?
Looks that way>>25930>>25927
I'll say, having existing contexts against which to apply the storyline makes things much faster than saying (for example) "This is George Soros, he's...." and so on. Other globalists are imminent, don't worry.
im grateful for this game.
'Night all! ^_^
The dreadful mare, once again wearing those puffy, flushed cheeks and that confused but content look on her face finally overcomes her chronic insomnia and decides to hit the hay. She paces in three circles on her strange makeshift bed before settling down, curled into a little blue ball of steaming fluff.
"~Hmmmm... Come out whenever you're ready, babes. I'll be right here waiting for you..."
And with that, she drifts off to sleep.
If those weaklings were degenerate commies, why did Blasphemy work on them? It doesn't harm Ebil creatures, as to my knowledge. Is there a difference between intrinsically ebil creatures and ebil-alligned creatures?
Because they were not actual communists, mate. They were ordinary human beings who lived in a society their grandparents organized under s communist economic system.
>>25937 That's kind of sad, desu.
Okay, now I'm sleeping for real. Gotta work tomorrow.
>>25937>propagandic mind control
I'm genuinely confused. Were you saying, "don't bother getting married, the sex is casual anyways"?
im pretty sure thats not what he was saying.
Well then what did he mean? The post was "don't bother. This stuff is casual anyways" in response to >>25921
i think he means this im not sure though it would be out of character for tracy if he said what you think he said.>Lemme hatch these orphans first.
Because I had commies listed as Chaotic Neutral then>>25942
It means don't over-think it
I said don't bother, because it wasn't accurrate to say that attacking a troll village wasn't lawful; nor was it my place to point out allignments based BS.
I gotta have breakfast before I can say anything else.
>>25946>mfw this thread is the very first thing I think of every morning
I know the feel...
often, I'll wake up and think about checking responses and then try to go back to sleep, but I will imagine seeing posts and responses in a dream-like haze
>>25841>the domed city in question
Did the group massacre everyone in Cardishore when they meant to hit Durpistan?
Durpistan isn't a domed city as best I can remember.
A few days ago I was going to destroy the village Inferius found, but before I went I did some due dilligence question asking, and discovered it was an entirely different group of people and village from the trolls>>25953
>>25954Why Shhh though? They may as well do t while they're there.
The domed city is the highly-advanced and heavily-guarded city of Cardishore. Durpistan seems more just like some kind of playground for messy campaigns.
Since it doesn't require metal, Tracy sets out the materials needed for some Sovereign Glue, and some water-proof bandages.
She then returns to her eggs.
>tfw want to play/snuggle/feed qt3.14 roc chicks, but they still need to be incubated first
"Hmmmm.. Come on out, my pretties.. momma's waiting for you..."
That's just fucking weird
I tried to sound creepy and cute at the same time, but I failed at leaving an ironic impression...
I'm not best in the morning. This is also the crap I shart-out when I don't rigidly stick to the charts...
What do the charts tell you?
Oh, wait. It's past noon already (didn't need to show for part time today, because of some event)>>25961
Little scribbles and pointers here and there to select basic structures for quotes, or even a few pre-written ones. It gives me a loose structure of what to type and/or when to type it, but often I just get lazy and go with bare minimum of [pony noises].
It tells me a lot more, but it's honestly too complicated to explain.
You need to show these flow charts and formulas at some point
I don't really want to show my desk on a board this small, desu...
You might as well. 6000 characters to a post. You allege we don't appreciate the effort, so you may well show us
>>25965>You allege we don't appreciate the effort
Did I say that?
Anyway, I just don't want to because I super autistic and insecure about Anonymity, and I dislike blogposting. Also it's a mess.
Just no. Sorry.>6000 characters to a post
It's all on paper, in separate sheets across the bulletin board.
I don't know, I really feel like blog posting.
I have this general feeling of pain that won't go away, and is there even as I am resting. This last month at least I've felt like I've been out of breath, like that feeling when running in cold weather and inhaling the cold air wears down your throat and lungs
Eh, blogpost if you wish; it's not really a problem. It's just not for me, personally.
I think I know how you feel though. Life can get so hard it seems unfair, but all you can do is keep on trying your hardest
>>25968>dat pic reminds me
I want to have some more development for Ponimaru, desu. He really could be an interesting character, being the shadow vanguard for an unaware highborn. He'd make a good Lawful Evil Assassin-Monk (most ninja-like class combination, imo). I found it slightly ironic how he got kill that first time for white-knighting, because the basis of his character is a warrior/guardian who goes unappreciated; but I really do like his design and character concept. I too have a soft spot for ninjas.
Since he already speaks in common and advances by character class, why not just use an Awaken scroll and officially turn him into a sapient pony (with a cutie-mark)? It'd seem more appropriate, imo. I've been getting the impression that a lot of less-aware NPCs couldn't really tell the difference between horses and ponies, so it shouldn't really mess up his character roll.Tracy won't be able to "train" him to do tricks with her skills anymore though...
That would probably also require a coat of Salve of Slipperiness on the exterior sides..
I've been meaning to make some memes, but I've been having a hard time finding shoop-able images.
>>25957If you lend Torc some of that duct tape and a knife, Tracy can be a murder unicorn>>25964
Damn it, I didn't want people finding that picture of Torc
>>25971Damn it, I'm the one who is supposed to present her with a severed Unicorn's horn!
Just don't tell them about the public masturbation…
>>25971>that picture of Torc
Also, Diogenes is best philosopher.
Fucker is literally the guy who invented the term "Cosmopolitanism." He eschewed all respect for tradition, for morality - including the prohibition on public masturbation and the importance of burying the dead - for love of one's country, and for intellectuallism. The guy hated everything /pol/ types value.
He makes about as much sense as a philosopher of /pol/ and Max Steiner does for Leftypol, which is to say that the people who think he represents their philosophy obviously are not familiar with it. (Max Steiner is very explicitly anti-communist)
I know I said I was going to join this weekend, but alas things didn't quite go as I had planned. Also my sleep cycle didn't agree with my wishes.
I was just being ironic.
Just the idea of a crazy old man who lived in a barrel somehow making it through recorded history as a philosopher makes me kek.
I wouldn't call him leftypol either though. That guy wasn't really anything but cynical to the point that you could call him feral.
Didn't know he came up with that actually. Makes sense though. His only code in life was "fuck society". You could imagine how crazy it must've sounded to adamantly-nationalistic city-state dwellers at the time.
That guy really was one obnoxious piece of work...
Its okay. We understand.>>25977>jerks it in public
Do I have this philosopher shit down yet?
Feel free to join the banter any time.
If man is just a featherless bird, would tarring and feathering a man make him a bird?
Boom, I'm a philosopher.
If a filly looks in a mirror, does the filly or the mirror get diabeetuz?>>25984
Come on in, the shit-posting's fine
Is there anywhere you want to leave your character in a default/grinding position? Last time we heard from her, she was collecting sticks, but can can be doing other things too.
That would depend on the filly's magnitude of innocence: she may be immune/oblivious to her own sweetness.
Now that I think of it, this guy was the most extreme possible example of Chaotic Neutral alignment.
Will try to turn my day around so I can be awake during the glorious night and have fun again.>>25986
I left her sleeping, but she have been sleeping for two weeks now... Must have eaten a bad apple or something.>>25987
It is a good question.
Torc feels his father-senses tingling. He runs back to the tower after the strange wedding ceramony.
(I'm assuming Norfilly is waking up?)
I can probably wake up for a little while, but I will be a bit groggy and probably fall asleep again after not too long time...
>>25992>hard to resist the scent of candy
Understandable, have a nice day.>>25993
Torc bursts into the tower.
"Norfilly, are you awake?" He yells throughout the tower
>>25994>Dazed and a bit confused I was yanked out of sweet dream. Some instinct passed down from forefathers and mothers deep inside me saved me and I yelled
"Celest Vult">It felt right, really right. I had saved face and no one would suspect I had been sleeping.
Torc regonizes the filly's voice and runs that way.
"Praise Kek she isn't dead"
He also stops by the kitchen to grab some candy.
Trying to looks as nonchalant as possible to not show my uncontrollable excitement as I hear the jingling of candy.
same.i just woke up,this is the first thing i do.
"How are you feeling?" Troc asks, concern in his voice.
He also offers the little filly some candy>>26001
So, where are all of the characters atm?
*throws torc a chicken* "look at this feathered man!"
Ah yes, a fellow philsopher>>26004
I assume infernius and thez are going on a honeymoon
"F-fine... Why do you ask?">savers the feeling of sweet, sweet, candy filling the mouth
>>26006>>26004>infernius and thez are going on a honeymoon>>26007
*hugs little filly*
"Just checking on you"
Tracy is still sitting on her eggs, letting off steam while she works on a few handicrafts while she goes. Trollestia is also there standing in the far side of the stables.
"okay...">not fully understanding what is going on, but remembers the face saving "Celest Vult" and feels confident the situation is handled... somehow...
"little filly want to play a game?"
You need to clean yourself first before handling something as innocent as a filly
"YES!">a nagging feeling in the back of the mind screams a tiny scream, it is like a dream is telling you something
Torc realizes Norfilly is fine, and breathes a sigh of relief.
"I've gotta to help with something, but I'll be back later."
Torc then heads to the stable to see what he can do to help with the eggs
"ill be right back little filly" *runs and takes a shower*
>>26010>tfw want to save time and start working on a Belt of Giant Strength, but Sandniggers stole all of our metal
Aren't you taking-over/rebuilding that city with Gestapo?
If only we had a supply of gems or something with which to buy more...
Yells "byyyeeee" as Torc heads out>>26016
And in the same breath yells a gleeful "yeeeeeeee" as the door to the bathroom closes>With the back to the room a thought creeps into the mind "You're Alone, and You can do anything...."
nah they can handle it. theres not many guards left.
That would would still end-up with Lenos finding-out though...>>26021
Did Thez return with Infernius then?
Also, what did he tell the Gestapo do?
to take the city and hold it untill told otherwise.
Why would Lenos find out and why would you care if he did?
*comes out of bathroom*
"ready to play?"
im not sure i guess she came back.
"Oh Yes... Can we play Horsie?"
"sure hop on. we can play as long as you want."
"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeee......">regrets a bit as speed picks up, but it is still scary fun
0-100 nigga real quick
WHY WOULD YOU POST THAT IMAGE
Torc arrives at the stable, judging the situation.
"Tracy, exactly how many eggs do you have?"
There must have been some residual dream matter floating around...>can't remember all I dreamt
Thez implied several times during the interrogation that it would be bad if the local dragon found out that a whole bunch of treasure was stolen from his nose..
As to my knowledge, he handles the metal/material shipments, so it'd be best not to ask him for anything so he doesn't go to the vault and find nothing but spiders...Now that I think of it. If the gems were in the vault with all of the rest of the treasure, they would've just been stolen too.
>>26030also the "want to play a game" made me think of saw immediatly
Your ways confuse me>>26033I guess I get that, but damn is it dark. An a hell of a lot different than the filly pics
I'll be back in about 1-2 hours
>>26030>Not seeing the TWO car-sized eggs she's sitting on.
"Learn to count, dumb frogsummoner. They're all here."
(is your character in the stables with her?)
GM wasn't clear as to where the gems were, but seemed to go with them being in the dungeon but most probably pressed into the dirt.
It's pretty simple. Find the gems, and exchange them somewhere for the desired metal
Look, just disclose the existence of the gems to someone. There is no purpose in keeping it a meta-subject
He just said in that post that he was in the stables
"want to play hide and seek?"
I am still a bit groggy from the sleep. Also there is so many templates out there that is "incomplete".Sorry for being out of character, I tried to find a filly version of Jigsaw, but I failed in the search
"Sure, can you count first and try to find me..">runs away before answer in search for hiding spot
>>26036The dungeon was intraversible even before it was fucked-up, and it was made of stone, not dirt. Trying to find enough to make any significant purchase would take a week at most. Finding the sandnogs should take priority.
>>26040>resists temptation to cheat by using "detect evil" spell
"Why do you ask though?"
Jesus Christ, just mention it to Thes or someone, and let them determine what is or is not retrievable
stolen from under
"1 2 3 4 5 7 8 9 10. uh trump what comes after ten?"
>>26045She'd have to work-up the nerve to tell her about the ant-genocide though.. Yeah,
sure. I'll do that when it's necessary.
Now that I think of it, all the treasure should've been in the same chamber.
"Million sent home"
Is Infernius also in the stables?
Lol. Your magic have no power here.>shield evil>>26047
Runs as fast as I can before the number "many" is counted
i would walk through there looking for norfilly.
>>26055Ah, false alarm. Thought I saw /mlpol/ on that GET-watcher site that all the trolls use, but I was mistaken.
I thought she'd tell her husband
She also doesn't want him to be mad.
>finds a super secret and comfy hiding spot
>slowly drifts of to sleep
Sorry "have" to head to bed due to some internal clock thingie that is set to wrong timezone
>>26056theres a get watcher site? disgusting.
If he finds out from Thez after asking her for extra money though...
wait trump doesn't know about the drows robbing us?
[1d20 = 17]>>26062>>26060
Yes, but only when he saw the vault. That's why he'd ask Thez if she had extra money somewhere
Thez saunters in and goes to Tracy. "Here, I brought you back something," and hands over a dismembered arm. She then wanders to a comfy chair and starts rubbing her temples. "What am I supposed to do now?"
"something wrong sweetheart?"
She waves a hand half-assedly.
"Oh,... right. Yeah, don't ever tell a dragon that the treasure is missing. Bad things. Also Torcuil, you figure out who to talk to about learning to be a Ranger?"
"Oh, thank you." she says, looking to see if it had all of its fingers before slipping it in her bag
"How was the reception?"
I don't think she knows they got married there... Does she?
what time of day is it in game?
Trollestia pokes her head in, "Banana?"
T> "Yes, thank you.:
"What are the chances that he'll find out by himself?" Tracy say, cringing a bit at the thought
"how you feel about a relaxing day at beach?"
As far as I understand, that bloodbath was the ceremony.. Something about Infernal traditions.
"You're probably right."
"All he does is sit in the forge and work metal; he's bound to go to the vault eventually. What'll we do when that happens?"
Well yes, but she wasn't told that. They should show up happy and coveted in blood saying "we're married!" if it weren't for meta-spoilers.
I don't understand why she was married under infernal tradition when she's not infernal...
>>26083>she wasn't told that.
... I fucked up..*checks chart*
If I hadn't, Tracy would be pretty green atm, and insecure too..>not infernal
Well, she stuck with the face-eating tradition, so I'm not surprised.
Meta - her infernal nature was removed but
"I've got this. Just because I'm not fiendish in body, doesn't mean I'm disowned. I'm still the adopted daughter of the House of Thez, with responsibilities and expectations you know!">>26082
"Well hopefully we can either find or replace some degree of what as stolen. Anyone have any ideas where we might find a city swimming in wealth?"
Aside to Infernius: "We DID just raid a mining city,...."
I really want to see Tracy's response to Inferius and Thez being married before her...
Its coming, IDK about Infernius, but I'm working for effect; one of those "Blurt out causally" moments
>>26086It's a pain and a half to backtrack the math, but I can add the jealousy and insecurity factor anyway. It'll increase decay though, seeing another wedding go on was a big trigger.
Good thing she didn't see it,... and it wasn't a wedding,... it was more of a ritual than anything.
"ill go collect any gold my gestapo found and bring it back on uatchit."
>>26089She wanted a more traditional marriage (maximizes the emphasis on monogamy), although she is impressionable...
"I doubt they found anything damn commies
, but the mines might yield something, either immediately or over time through exploitation."
>>26088>>26068>she's still in decay
Fucking hell! I made her a mount, am wearing a ring from her, said I love her, had sex with her repeatedly in that >rape way she likes it, and tried to show affection every other way
Thez starts rubbing her temples some more.
Uh... Oh. We may have an issue then
*tears apart existing flowcharts*
"ill go check the corpses stomach jews swallow there gold and diamonds during an emergency."
>>26093"Decay" (didn't have a term until recently) is a constant based on many variables. It can never be eliminated entirely, but it can be reversed drastically, or it's rate can be decreased to near zero.
"Bring me back a face? My head is killing me." ~_~
So you're telling me her behavior can only get progressively worse as time passes? That she'll never be as she was when we first found the city?
>>26100I'm saying her behavior may always have potential to get worse, unless otherwise emotionally balanced.
*mutters very softly to herself under her breath*
"... there was that chamber in my hideout... was..."
>>26104I kind of want to ask how for tips on how to persuade her to let me have a second waifu, but that's a minefield it will be really fun to drive straight into
>>26105You've been driving straight over mines this whole time. I've done my best to nerf it into oblivion.
Good thing Trump is in Sparetinar atm
So, so the tower's mess hall have like every kind of food or something?
Synthetic (think Start Trek replicators), yes
So, it can provide sufficient elephants meat for Tracy's chicks?
>>26106I don't even know where these mines are or how to find them
[1d100 = 12]>>26112
... I suppose so,....
Incidentally, if you wanna speed up the hatching, you can roll a 1d100 each day
Why? Is she about to be triggered?
>>26113... I could tell..>>26114>dat roll
That looks like nothing, but what do I need to roll to do it? She's not going anywhere until these things are semi-independent enough for her to leave shortly.
IDK, is she?
Duh, a pair of eggs.
>>26116part of the reason why I want to know anything about flowcharts>>26117
I never know
*goes back to durpistan*
*greets my men that are there*
*order them to start cutting stomachs open and retrieve any valuables inside*
"any valuables you find belong to the people of port barry!"
*cuts off a face for gilly<3*
*checks the head bankers stomach*
*leads an expidition into the mines to see whats inside*
They are communists. Not capitalists
We don't need bread, we need metals to keep the dragon in the forge.
i check the comisars stomach then.
But its the communist banker
Communists don't have money, because they have nothing to spend it on. They only trade rations.
The expedition is cut off short, as you and crew come across a cave-in with a partially buried cart laden with gems. There's also an arm sticking out of the rubble, but it looks like its dead.
Bread dristrubitor = communist banker
"get back men me clear the way."
*grabs the biggest rock in the way and pulls*
Aaaaaand Infernius is buried in a pile of rocks
What I would say if I were there
"has anyone ever told you you'd make a good communist?"
that gas going to happen.
Before too long, (suffocation) the Gestapo is able to pull Infernius out of the rubble.
"Careful sir, this area seems dangerous. Its almost like it was built by commies. We can probably make progress and renovate the tunnels, but it will take time. More time than one measly day after your marriage certainly congratulations btw
So wait, where is everyone?
He continues, "Still, for there to be a cart laden with gems means that we should be able to extract a decent amount of resources from this mine, and that's assuming there aren't other ores, metals, and such.>>26137
Near the mess area, thats where the comfy chairs are.
I'm frozen in time from last night.
Which is just fine, I need questions answered. But don't have fun without me
"thanks for pulling me out men tell the bartender drinks are on me tonight. and thanks for the congratz.>>26138
can i still see the cart?
Nope, that was a dangled carrot to indicate A. yes there's gems and B. lookit the shiny!
"Thanks, I'll take one"
Torc takes the offered banana.
"Infernius, can I talk to you a minute?"
"Oh, and Thez too"
Tracy is still sitting on her eggs, reading a book on Rocs and other monsters.
Infernius is being un-buried at the moment.
"Yeah, sure." Thez has a wicked headache.
im not at the tower right now. but im on the way back. but before i go back i go to the mining guild(do we have one of those?)
"Take your time"
Torc munches on the banana peel included
No actually, that's the only thing I can think of that a Port would NOT have.>>26147
"Uhhhh, any luck finding a Ranger-trainer?"
well im go to the police station and send 10 more guys over to durpistan(infernuisville)
We're gonna have to have a talk Inferius
yes we are indeed.
Tracy, covered in sweat, walks into the dining area for a bit to fill her bag with meat.
[1d20 = 20]>>26148
[1d100 = 25]>>26152
Trollestia lies in wait like a predator for the eggs to hatch in the 2 minute interlude
Infernius would be better off as a Lawful Evil conqueror, imo.
You think that about literally everyone
The person who it makes the most sense to be a lawful evil conquerer
if stuff keeps continuing to rob infernuis of his innocence he might end up that way.
Definitely need a talk
You can tell that Thez knows something
I do all the time; like, every session. I just don't want to start any augments.
You should become a Blackguard. A Level 16 Fallen Paladin is a force to be reckoned with; seeing as how they that character would get all the bonus abilities for Fallen Paladins and then be able to trade in its levels to become an Epic Blackguard. (you could also summon that lawyer as your undead companion).
I only said it to Infernius just then, because I thought he'd listen. He's been slowly but surely assimilating the habits of his waifu.
"Tell me what you know"
You married her,.... Wha'd you THINK was gonna happen?
I really hate to say it, but This.
Still I am obligated to prevent further decline
There's also that benefit of Dark Blessing, to add the Charisma bonus to all saving throws...
"Uhhhh, I know that my head feels like there's a spike sticking out of it. I need a banana," she says, meandering toward the stables.
We need to talk about Inferius
I would ask her this if my character were there:
"Thez, you said you were Geased. What was your Geas?"
Also since it's morning can I be there but also still in Sparintenar the previous night?
"Okay, there are plenty at the tower."
Fine, but I may throw in some things which 'would have and did happen, go with it cuz you were there'. Deal?
i didnt mean thez when i said this>>26158
So long as I can also finish my conversation with Baz. I would have last night but I had to drive from home back to university
He made a deal with the (former) devil, and even sacrificed a whole village to ratify it...
Then again, as long as he stays Lawful, he'd probably still be one step within Hitler's Alignment, so that he wouldn't lose his clerical powers so long as he followed Hitler's code.. The drawback to that would be that we wouldn't have anyone to cast Atonement if someone fucked up and lost their class-related powers, but a Helm of OA isn't hard to craft..
*i go back to the tower*
"hey ana heres that face you wanted!"
Oh. Well still.>>26174
That's okay. We'll flesh out the rest later.>>26175
This. Thez (and house) is (are) lawful in that they follow the Laws of Power Oh, don't act surprised>>26176
"Oh thank Hitler," taken and noms noms with salt.
Great! I'll ask Thez
"You said you were Geased, right? What was the Geas?"
"Aww... She took on her husband's religion"
Face goes from smile to a glare directed at Tracy. >>26175
If she is in the room
You're in the tower. It was assumed that everyone returned.
"Yes I know. So what is it that you're asking about again?"
Trollestia peeks in: "Banana?"
Thez> "Yes, thank you."
"It was as I've mentioned, that I take the name of Thez rather than attributing myself to previous names of ancestry and lineage. I still have
those, but I no longer pronounce them."
"Just wondering if maybe your new surname is causing you headaches... Something seems off"
Wait. Was he told?
Yes, he and Infernius were present during that dialogue. It was over a week ago, I don't fault you for not remembering the specific convo (I forget them all the time). That was when Infernius and Trump heard her full name, from which Infernius adopted the pet-name "Ana"
No I mean was he told that they were married?
She didn't change/take a surname, if that's your question. Its 'officially' just
Thez, though Ana et al are acceptable as being new names and those which she doesn't "go by" (but can answer to).
I think we're on "Saturday" in game when the conversation would have happened "Tuesday"... I think
I'll check my notes
What do I get for a 20 in perception check?
Probably not yet.>>26171
"Oh for fuck's sake, as the unicorn
you damn fool!"
Unicorn,... ancestral spirit of nature,...
Ranger,... servant/guardian of nature,...
OHHHI almost asked, but I didn't want to seem like a faggot
Tracy is still sitting on her eggs.
>>26190>Trollestia is the Ranger
TOP FUCKING KEK
"Hello little pony"
*Approaches depending on the level of steam, with no steam meaning he comes right up to her and puts his hand on her*
"So how was your night last night?"
"Depends, does that banana contain your ranger knowledge?"
"Its not that my knowledge is 'Ranger knowledge', its that the knowledge of Rangers is 'mine'." not exclusively, but most preeminently, unless Torcuil wans to keep looking
Wait, she's got seven levels in Cleric and
she's a Ranger? What's her CR?>>26195When did he get back? Just for the record.
"Not very eventful.. I did manage to make some scrolls and other handicrafts though. It's been rather boring, but I just can't bring myself to get off of these things for long..."
Does she have any weapons training?
I want the stealth and weapons
Morning, a bit later in the morning. After Nordfilly. Basically just now. He stayed the night in Sparintenar and left in the morning.
"Have you been on those eggs all night? You looked really eager to get back last night"
Oh, and some survival skills
*pets pony on head, and sits down next to her*
"So what have you been scrolling and crafting?"
GM is this >>26201
" A True Strike scroll, a Heavy Mace, a Greatsword, a Helmet, a Cloak, a ring, a Belt and some boots (not at the same time). Most of it is nowhere near finished though. We don't even have the metals for the weapons.."
Its not that she is
a Ranger, its that she is the present authority on the aspects of being from which one is
Obviously my definition of ranger is different than yours
Actually that scroll should be done by now. May as well have her scribe another one.>>26207
Figured she was more of a Druid type, desu.
"Waaa... uh... Woah.
What kind of metals do you need? If what you need are metals like adamantium, well, we had some of that in the initial treasure stash. I had it set aside and stored away in the forge, so we'd have it for our crafting later.
Um... can I help with any needed divine spells?"
He now gives her a questioning look, turning hius head away, but his eyes toward her
"I would ask you what your intention with all of that was, but I'll just let you do your thing"
Oh? What is your definition?
"You can write? I didn't know you could scribe. Do you like hold the pen in a recess in a shoe, or hold it in your mouth..."
Trumpaladin realizes that he's just asked an extremely insensitive and kind of racist question, so he shuts up awkwardly
I'm imagining less of a 'nature montian man' and nature magic
And more of a person trained with a ranged weapon, a melee side arm, and stealth and basic survival skills.
you just described a rouge.
Well now you're talking about proficiencies and skills. Conan the barbarian was skilled in stealth, you don't need a Ranger to learn that.
I wish I had a Rogue Pony Waifu...
>>26214>>26215>retreats in shame of having shitty rpg knowledge
I never asked about this
hey if you dont ask you never know.
>>26210>Full housewife mode>Le ebin multitasking
*is stitching cloak while talking*
"Ugh, yeah. The Cloaks need Eagle's Splendor every day, and the Belts need Bulls Strength. I can only cast 1-2 spells per day, so it's hard to dovetail.
I was thinking of making the Helm out of Goldsteel for aesthetic purposes, although it'd be best to leave the rest of the Z casings in Lenos's forge, lest he come out looking for more. The Greatsword and the Mace I'm not so sure of , but they have to be something edgy. Some of these need spells from Taylor and
Infernius though, and they're always so busy...">>26212
write, but I don't because it's tricky. Normally only unicorns write long, boring things like scrolls back in Equestria. This hand thingy makes it a lot more convenient though." *holds out Kefka's mummified hand*
.. She's a level 13 Rogue. What are you saying?
You'll never shine if you don't glow?
"Well hell, I can cast those two spells for you if you need me to.
Nah, take the casings out. I will say I think we spent all the gold... or it got stolen. But we should have steel.
I can do some charm spells as well."
Produces a bottle
"And I have this charm potion I lifted off Torcuil">something edgy
*look that basically says "the hell is your intent?">Kefka hand
"What the fuck?"
"HEY YOU TOOK THAT?"
It grants very minimal telekinesis
I'm guessing you're also in the stables?
*puts away potion*>>26226
I know that but Trumpaladin will always express an aversion to keeping human body parts
all that glitters is goldsteel.
Yes, he is
"You were going to use it on me for nefarious purposes. No. Besides, I failed to take your other two bottles."
Rogue here: ranger is actually just as good, if not better at stealth. They also get more survival stull.
Rogue's biggest pluses are Trap sense and Sneak Attack.>>26224
"... I don't think Lenos is going to buy that.. I've got other things to work on first. I'd like to at least get working on the mace though.">the hell is your intent
"I want them to look badass">What the fuck?
"I know, right. Dead bodies aren't normally useful like this, but that cosplaying freak had so much magic in him that it had a little bit left over. I don't think he was even hoo-man."
"Be ready to sic this nerd here if he tries something"
By fixing your relationship?
Gm, if Tracy levels up as a Blackguard, can she make one of these birds her fiendish servant, instead of summoning one?
That wasn't your intent the entire time?>fiendish
We'll have to work on that
"Why would Lenos care if the gold cores were taken? I raided the treasury a couple months ago and he was indifferent"
No, its not spoken
hes our ally so he didnt mind you taking from it. but dragons really REALLY hate being stolen from.
True. The question now is if he would care if Tracy took the cores to make gold-steel. Of course what she is really concerned about is that he might afterwards wonder into the vault if those are removed, but Trumpaladin doesn't know that.>>26239>>26235
Also, I just realized that ponies can wear boots.>>26236
It's literally just a bit of damage resistance.>>26238
"Well, if you think of it, the only reason Lenos hasn't found out about the burglary yet is because he has a sufficient stack of metal in the forge to allow him to keep sitting on his ass and never come out. The moment he runs out of metal in there and finally comes out for more, is the same moment this whole tower goes up in flames."
"I see. But Torcuil is getting hostile."
"this unfortunately, tracy what happend to the drows head?"
Are you in the Stables?
"Inferius, Torcuil is threatening me. He wants that potion back we took from him when he tried to use it on you"
>>26241>if he would care
He wouldn't mind at all, but that dragon is functionally a timebomb, with his supply of metal as the timer. I don't know what kind of character he is, but I get the vague notion that he could potentially be the kind that would burn down half the map to find the dirty sandniggers who stole his treasure.
"Its in a bucket," Thez says, feeling better after eating a face.
>>26243>wants stolen potion back>hostile
"Ive changed my mind. Tracy I know make magical sex toys. Wanna test the strap-on with your husband over there?">>26245
"I wasn't going to use it on you. Just trump and Tracy"
yea i came in awhile ago.>>26248
"for what purpose?"
can i use talk with dead on it?
[1d20 = 7]>>26246
He wasn't using the Jew Gold to begin with. He uses metal imported through the Port and through Ben>>26248
"That's not what you said at the time
Quick Draw Vanderiem, with ten ranks in Intimidate
Draw BEES ring shield
"Oh hey, Infernius, would you mind cursing this sword hilt?"
"Cursing? The hell are you cursing?"
"To try and fix their relationship. But you didn't need any help with thez">>26251>implying he cares
Yes actually. "We were gonna stick it in the Entertron, but the spell is much less risk."
[1d20 = 15]>>26251
"hold on let him finish."
The Jew Gold was in the vault with the rest of the metal, wasn't it?>>26253
"I wan't to make a Berserk Sword, so I can use a Barbarian's Rage when things get sticky."
oooh i want one too.
You could have 19 ranks if you were a Blackguard.
"The hell does that need a curse for? And why is the wind in Korak's sword not good enough?">>26256
"The fuck Inferius, he's about to attack me!"
Oh gee. A shame you nerfed being a barbarian then isn't it? e_e
"I never fucking said I was gonna attack you, I just want my potion"
"shh shh you just paranoid, no one wants to hurt you we all friends here this safe space."
"You said you were going to use it on Inferius. Fuck off. You have two bottles anyways">>26263
"What are you doing?"
*rocks trump like bab*
"calming the situation. im a doctor jim."
"Just keep him away from me"
Are you even Proficient in it? Clerics are only Proficient in the Martial weapons of their Favored Deity.
Are you proficient in great swords?
"Tracy! Don't let him get the potion!"
"Koraks sword is good, but it's a little small for some of the bigger targets we might face. It's cursed because it's edgy."
"torc go get another potion."
"TRACY, IN THE NAME OF ELWAY, CHRIST, HITLER, HER MAJESTY AND THE CONTINENTAL CONGRESS PAY ATTENTION TO THE THREAT TO YOUR HUSBAND FROM TROLLESTIA'S BITCH RIGHT HERE"
*hops down and sprays both of the offending players with the Rod of Sneezes*
Thez looks around at the group and wonders who to nerf. "Torcuil is chaotic, Infernius is chaotic, Tracy is chaotic,...."
"Kek," she says holding the night-blue stone.
Which players? Me and torcuil or Inferius and Torcuil?
"would you be happy if torculi accepted a geas that said he cant harm you? and would torc accept such a thing?"
Can Tracy use Potions of Rage as substitute for the Rage spell, or will she have to get Taylor or someone else to help her every day?
"Geas is harsh. I just want to keep the potion and be left alone"
>>26280>Inferius and Torcuil
Is what she would've done.
"I still have the other stone,...."
Did the Rod do anything? I promised not to stab players..
Yes, it spewed mucous.
Was, but just for kicks. She undid it, she just want