This thread continues the roleplaying campaign previously continued in
https://mlpol.net/vx/res/2421.htmlOur players - one of whom is still munching on some random guy's face - nears the once-distant port city, without the faintest idea what to expect.
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Some of the guards on the wall have taken notice of the scene, but they seem more entertained that alarmed or concerned.
>>3014not yet
*hobbles to hind legs and pulls out two more autistic movie props out of knife-cozy*
".. A little poison won't stop me. I've shrugged-off more blood-born infections than you could count..!"
>>3014Trump readies a HEAL spell, to be used either for himself or for Tracy as necessary
"Blue Pony, do you wish to impress me? Then help me take down this she demon!"
Trump lurches forth
not to land an attack, but to see how Thez responds, and to encourage her to make a move >>3015"There's still some of Barry's face,...."
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With one of her peace signs, Thez grabs Trump's sword by the blade.
>>3017The poison only lasted for a few minutes by the way, you're back to normal.
>>3019Ewww, I meant real food
>>3017"Like HIV?" Torcuil scoffs
>>3018Trump is personally convinced that Thez is actually the one holding him hostage in the game, that he is actually immortal, and that he can defeat her in open combat, but thinks that there is a better place and time to do thisTrump smiles, as if to acknowledge the sexual innuendo of her grabbing his sword. "Very well, please forgive my impropriety. Years in the service have made me a bit suspicious"
"blue pony, I spoke too quickly. You may stand down"
"Awwww,...." Thez is disappointed. "Well shucks."
>>3026I still want some actually food
>>3024"If it's a disease, I'm already immune to it, by now."
She looks at the soldiers standing watch. "What the hell are you staring at??" she shouts, before realizing she's still all purple and nude and such. "Whoopsie!"
she says before putting her mask back on. The guards exchange glances before one steps away from the wall and out of sight.
>>3026With this response, Trump is disappointed in his not taking an opportunity for a learning experience, but he continues onwards to the city
>>3027"Torucil, may we speak in private?"
"I assume you mean cooked food, so yeah we should probably check this place out," she says before following behind. "I hope there's a brothel,...."
Feel free to talk amongst yourselves as I describe.
As the group approaches the gate, you can see a sign that says "Welcome to Port City! A port city that would have a much better name if Barry wasn't such a douche and causing others to compensate for his lack of discipline and professionalism."
The city its self is several miles long and wide. Trade shops, lodging and services, and a bustling bazaar are all located near the entrance to the City, while residential and governmental is further back.
>>3032"I can cover you if you are want for money when we get to a pub..."
*looks to make sure Thez is not listening, then whispers*
"So as you know, we are in some sort of limbo in the afterlife. This one here, Thez, is a real demon. She could only be an agent of those keeping us from reaching the green fields of Mile High. We are already dead, and so we cannot die here. But if we could injure that demon - disable her for long enough - we can escape the trance she has left us in, and from those malevolent entities that seek to keep us enthralled, and to our Valhalla of Sports Authority Field"\r
>>3036*Trump begins to wonder if Barry really did have it coming*
Situated near the entrance to the city is a booth that says "Information center", and standing at the booth is this guy. Thez wanders over to ask for directions.
>>3037>I thought I was talking to ThezCan we do names now?
AANNYYWWWAAAYYY
Eh idk
tell you the truth I don't remember much Before(tm)
Possible? Yes
Likely? eh
The thing about Barry is that he works in another department from me, but its a department that I used to work and am exceptionally skilled at. Barry knows that if he does less than his best, the company will call on me to essentially clean up after him which I did, because though I could have said "no", it would only have hurt our productivity come monday, and I am notorious within the company (literally, they call me a nazi,... the irony) for being unwilling to allow unnecessary down time). Yeah, I got OT for it, but I had planned on scripting this session much more meticulously and carefully, but was unable to.
>>3043I'm really fucking confused
Thez addresses the big-nosed fellow. "Excuse me man,... does this down have, like, prostitutes? I'm asking for a friend."
>>3043If this explanation had been given, Trump would have immediately put down his sword. But he's a Paladin, so he wasn't going to let a face of a seemingly innocent person be ripped off without comment>>3042I am banned from using the namefield by Atlas. No really, I am>>3042"Don't you see? We are being held prisoner here in this dimension"
>>3039Trump feels as if he recognizes the man as an ally
\r
>>3046"I'm sorry sir, but there is a 5 shekel charge for information," he chuckles and rubs his hands.
"5 shekels for directions? What kinda town is this?"
"I told you, its 5 shekels for information," he continues to rub his hands together.
>>3047Appreciated, but the way the dialogue was worded Thez wasn't about to comply. She has her pride you know,.... ^_~
>bannedLMAO
>>3048>Slides in, tripping on rockI've got 25 shekels for a full Q&A of how ever many questions you want
>>3047>bannedKEK
EEE
KEK
HOW?
>>3050Yes, yes of course. Anything for you my good goy,... er I mean, honored traveler. What can I help you with?
"He says holding out his hand expectingly."
>>3051Thez, in Urri form, leans over to Torcuil and whispers: "Ask him where the hoes at."
>>3050>>3049something something "must post under anonymous or name and capcode NO EXCEPTIONS" was the rule. Something about starting drama>>3052"Good sir, could you tell us where we are?"
>>3053Thez wasn't expecting that. "Oh,... here man," and hands the shekels to the fellow. "So yeah, I was like, wondering if there's like, prostitutes in this town. I mean you've got lots of sailors so I figured,...." she trails off as the fellow busies himself inspecting the coin. Its of an unfamiliar type (to him) so he carefully pours over ever detail, completely ignoring Thez.
"Uhm," she says as he starts pulling out a pair of scales and a water glass.
"Yes yes, just a moment."
[1d20 = 18]>>3058Oh fuck
I roll to meme the scales
He impatiently points toward the government buildings, not even looking up from his task. Using a couple of weights, he measures the weight of the coins. He narrows his eyes at this, and then marks the glass of water with a spot of grease, and then drops one of the coins into the glass.
>>3059nice timing and rollAfter marking the glass a second time, he then pours the indicated water into yet another glass, with measurements on the side. The whole process complete, he smiles.
"Yes of course, what was it you wanted again?"
Thez meanwhile, immediately starts off for the whores.
>>3060"So where exactly are we?"
"This city is an open port servicing all manner of mercenary and entrepreneurial operations he means pirate town. People come from all over to sell their stolen,... I mean totally legitimately acquired goods and exchange them with others or for services, which are available aplenty".
>>3063He chuckles at the mention of a library. "Oy vey no, there is no demand for books here, other than as black market, I mean commodity trading."