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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>>3365Eh, nvm
I switch to the wooden staff, and say
"I call upon the powers of Mike "Deus Volt" Pence"
Before trying to cast lightning
I also mumble something about hoping this will work
>>3361Sorry. Yes, there is a table. No one is standing beneath it, but if you want to cut it free I'd be happy to put Barry there.
>>3363*Follows*
"Where are we supposed to be going?!"
>>3370That only works on faggots.
[1d20 = 18]>>3370>>3368Okay, now, Grab pony
>>3367 and head out the window, I guess after Tourcil casts his spell
>>3369I walk into the lobby ready to fight.
>>3372To the Ground level away from the main group of rats. From there, we can either
1. head out of town and into the forests and grasslands, or
2. go to the harbor and acquire a ship
I'm certain Thez will collect the others and bring them to us
>>3370With gestures, his worn oaken staff, and a "please motherfucker", Torcuil unleashes,...
A wave of electricity. It is something like a lightning bolt, but also like a ball. Its not something he has ever seen before. Oh, and it travels down the hallway you came from, and while you can't see ALL the rats that were there, the ones you can see fall over. I'm sure they're just sleeping.
>>3377They are cured of their homosexuality.
>>3370 Now come out the window
>>3376Unfs
"How do we know that she'll show up?"
[1d20 = 5]>>3379Alright we should all be on the ground now outside of the inn, and away from the main concentration of rats. We may now consider calling out for the other members, although that would alert the rats to our presence. We must also decide on whether we want to go to edge of town or deeper into it to the harbor. Also I want my sling, and we could raid shops if we have enough time before leaving.
Rolling for whether rats are on the street and within line of site, though none in the main concentration out side the entrance to the inn should see us
>>3375#1
>>3366#2
>>3381>unseenTrue, they weren't expecting a fight, they were expecting a shoah.
I put Torcuil down 1st cuz I figured Trump would hold the rear (no pun) and Tracy would wait for him.
>>3382I run around to the mob
I notice the fighting and come up this a plan
"Oy Vey, YOU GOYS WANT SHEKELS?"
>>3384>runs *into* the mobJust...
>>3383Yes, trump should come down now
[20d20 = 173]So Infernius (unless he wants to die) springs to his feet as a few standing rats approach, weapons ready.
"You are not what we want, LEAVE this place!" he says hissing and spitting.
>>3384 dice
Tracy? Yak?
At the mention of shekels, all but 3 of the rats Infernius are facing are distracted.
>>3387I shout
"Well you can have six gorillian"
And I cast a burst of supersonic shekels from my staff
>>3386Barely awake, but lurking.
[1d20 = 3]
So for simplicity's sake, I'm gonna say that all but the 3 that Infernius already knocked over were distracted at the mention of shekels. Infernius gets to his feet as they do. Trump and Tracy (unless stated otherwise) are behind Torcuil, and Torcuil is casting a "burst of supersonic shekels" (IDFK what THAT means, but I can work sommin')
Yak Lee sees from his position that the lounge area has seen better days, that there are rats who have seen better days, and Thez is giving them what-for (with her tongue at the moment, don't be lewd).
[2d12 = 14]>>3391Infernius lands a solid hit that
>>3391Imagine a bunch of shekels just appearing infront of torcuil, and then shooting off at the jews
>>3388"Alright everyone, time to go, and we must decide to where"
>>3392... causes his rat to diminish in its resolve to attack, tho he's still kicking.
Meanwhile, the supersonic shekels (again wut?) manifest as a field of gold that suspends its self in the air in an arc in front of the rats. Though largely useless against militant targets, the fact that there's untold shekels just floating in the air is too much for the distracted rats to resist, and they begin wandering toward the wall.
>>3391I run out the main doors and round house kick the rat on the right of redbull
[1d20 = 10]>>3395i run him through with my zweihander
Fuck. I really should go to bed...
So what are my shekels doing?
>>3402Night loser, I may hit the hay soon too
[2d20 = 24]>>3394That's pretty much where I was at
>>3396That's your plan?
>>3399He's discouraged, but his friends get to attack too
[2d6 = 7]
Both rats strike Infernius, though minimally and nothing to concern himself over.
>>3403Spinning lazily in midair, and distracting the (((rats))). They're technically not yours but,....
[1d20 = 12]>>3405i slash one across the (((nose)))
[2d20 = 23]>>3407K, just checking. Upon darting toward the door, two rats attempt to block your progress. Since you declared a preparation roundhouse the f out of whoever,...
[4d12 = 34]>>3408Yak Lee busts a Tatsumaki Senpu Kyaku on the two that tried to block his path.
>>3408We'll be here. Thank you. Take care, and see you next time. ^_^
>>3406Can I crash Nirbaru into the rats?
>>3413What, that would kill us too. M8
>>3415>>3416Crash the rats into Nirbaru?
>OR uber-force the rats into a planet