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GABES FRED
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.3460
3840
What is this, part 6? Previous thread https://mlpol.net/vx/res/2959.html

So the party is gathered around the still smouldering piles of what remains of the (((were-rats))), except for Thez who is covered in charring and burn.
"Where in hell have YOU been?" Thez asks/demands.
"Fun fact folks, magic is her weakness," Lenos smirks. "I was there the whole time, but your dumb-ass couldn't detect invisibility if the spell was tattoo'd to your body!" he begins laughing at the mental image.
Visibly agitated, Thez starts back into the Inn, making sure to step on a few skulls for the satisfaction, muttering something about "Where's Barry?"
Lenos looks at the assembled. For such a short fellow, he's got quite the attitude. He looks at Trump and says "Let me guess, paladin? Heh, lets see how long this one lasts," looks at Tracy and idly says "No words," then Infernius "Dude," then Torcuil, "Mage? Stay outta my way," and then Yak Lee "I'll let her deal with you."
He turns back to the group and sighs, while lighting a cigarette.
In the background, peasants are slowly and gradually encircling the party (non-aggressively).
"You guys owe me for this BTW," Lenos says, oblivious to the peasants. "Normally I don't intervene, but it was too good," he says pleasantly inhaling the odor of burned rat.
"So are we gonna just stand here, or are we going inside? I could use a drink..." and as he says this, a large-ish (none of them are LARGE, but of them this one is sorta) human steps forward, leaving behind an apparent wife.
"Did you do this?" he asks incredulously.
Lenos's shoulders slump at the inquiry and he whips out a fancy-looking knife.
"Yeah? And if I did?" he challenges.
The man however, is neither insistent nor aggressive, and in fact his countenance softens at the rebuke. He turns to (his wife) and they embrace. Behind him/them, several more townspeople start to cheer and clap, with some running off to other houses to rouse their neighbors.
Apparently, killing the (((rats))) consitutes a habbening.
The man explains that the (((rats))) had infiltrated the town several months back, after the progenitor of the City (some dude named Korak) set off to sea. Korak and his crew had been gone for several weeks when the first of the rats started to show up in town. Immediately they began harassing the local businesses and patrons, used all manner of shady tactics and shenanigens, and ultimately either weaseled their way into possession/ownership of the major businesses in town and either intimidated or eliminated any competition. They had established a network of spies and informants, keeping 24-hour surveillance of the city, and had even taken possession of several of the ships seen docked in the harbor. Word was, they planned to spread to the hills by way of the waterways.
"So,... it sounds like YOU guys owe me as well!" Lenos concludes with satisfaction. "Hey, lets finish this inside, I need a drink."
He leads the party (and the guy, who kisses his wife and continues with the party in case the GM needs a resident to explain something residential.
Upon re-entering the Sticky Wicket, there are several bodies strewn throughout. Some of them are contorted from various broken bones, one is a mess of gore, and of another one all that remains is a foot. Thez is seated at the bar with a 5th of something in her hand, less-than-patiently waiting for Lenos, the party, and random dude #647 to arrive.
"Did you have to wait until I was in the middle of them to do that?" she asks, less but still irritated.
"Have to? No. Consider that payment for the time you knocked me into a puddle of burning oil."
She almost retorts, thinks for a moment, and then shrugs. She then realizes that no one (except Lee) knows who 'Lenos' is and says:
"Oh right, this is Lenos Tri'Anu. He's an asshole, and if he sets you on fire, its probably deliberate. You can thank him for all the firetraps," she says with a dry expression.
Lenos, diving behind the bar, emerges with a bottle of his own while muttering something about "more than firetraps".


482 replies and 89 files omitted.
TakHj
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No.4012
4013 4014
[1d20 = 2]
>>4010
Can I catt dat supa hot fire?
Mrs. Sentry
ixyzQ
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No.4013
>>4011
*pull back, getting ready to charge through*
me to, let's slow this down a bit
>>4012
Speak English, you dumb frog-summoner!
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4014
4015
>>4012
He spit hot fiah
TakHj
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No.4015
4016
[1d20 = 14]
>>4014
Who spit dat supa hot fiah?
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4016
4017 4019 4020
>>4015
U spit da hot fiah

Also, I will point out that while the ants are an immediate threat, with my next post I'm going to introduce 2 new threats.
It will be most complicated from here on, entirely and explicitly combat-oriented, and I plan that several people will die. I'm disappointed that no one has as yet, and I intend to rectify that.
Anonymous
TakHj
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No.4017
4018
>>4016
Byeants
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4018
4020 4025
>>4017
Much worse. Terminators and Demons.
8xt8w
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No.4019
4022
[1d20 = 15]
>>4016
infernuis gets up and kills many ants
Anonymous
Fq447
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No.4020
4021
>>4016
>I'm disappointed that no one has [died] as yet
Poor Barry
>>4018
>there are terminators and demons at the pyramid
Unless I have my blaster and chapter brothers to face the Necron, Demonic, and Tyranid menace, it may be best to just to stay in Port Barry
Anonymous
Fq447
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No.4021
>>4020
*Bolter. Not "blaster"
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4022
>>4019
Flibbiting (thats the best onomatopeia I can come up with for a claymore passing through 2, then a third ant)
Success. Three ants lay at your feet in disassembled parts.

8xt8w
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No.4023
4024 4026
[1d20 = 7]
infernuis cast dark orb
https://www.dandwiki.com/wiki/Dark_Orb_(5e_Spell)
Anonymous
8xt8w
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No.4024
>>4023
did 7 hit?
Anonymous
TakHj
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No.4025
4027
>>4018
I meant "bye ants" and then my wifi went out
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4026
4028
>>4023
Yes, but around where are you casting it?
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4027
4029
>>4025
Oh, are you talking spit hot fire literally?
Anonymous
8xt8w
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No.4028
4031
>>4026
are there any "ant piles" around?
Anonymous
TakHj
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No.4029
4031
>>4027
At the ants, thats the whole reason i casted it

Also what would we do when someone dies?
Mrs. Sentry
ixyzQ
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No.4030
4031
*continues to stomp ants*
"Stupid fucking bugds!"
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4031
>>4030
They're more troublesome than you initially expected, and you've taken several grazing wounds (I'm speeding up the pace a bit).
They work in tandem, and some seem extensions of the others, given how the operate.
>>4029
I misinterpreted, I apologize. Unfortunately "Spit hot fire" is burning hands (ish), which is not a terribly effective spell. One ant lies dead.
>>4028
Not yet.
Thez however has been waiting for a moment like this. Before teleporting away, she deposits a red string on Tracy (the foremost ally) and runs it out (she appears to be flying, but not quite).
Upon that string getting taut, she situates herself (still above the ants, just out of range).
"You guys should probably cover your ears for the next part,... you might die." She cheerfully offers before pulling a strange navy-colored stone from,... wherever she keeps things.
YXEd6
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No.4032
[1d12 = 5]
As SHE says this, Trorcuil spews forth an inordinate gout of flame, not dissimilar to Lenos smiting the rats.
Results indicate how many ants die.
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4033
4036
The mass of ants is daunted by the fire, and indeed reels back and makes space, though they remain just outside the threatening range and seem all-too keen to attack.

Thez meanwhile comes careening in from the sky, spiralling with purplish/blackish flaming magic. The ant she lands on is,... well "there was an ant"?

ixyzQ
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No.4034
4035 4037
[2d20 = 16]
*slash at any ants in front of me with may knife*
*Shake off ants and blaze forward at full speed*
Mrs. Sentry
ixyzQ
?
No.4035
>>4034
maw* knife
8xt8w
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No.4036
[1d20 = 5]
>>4033
i attack the closest ant to me with my claymore
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4037
4038
>>4034
Your strike glances off the head of the most advancing ant, not scoring a significant blow, but disrupting its balance.
Thez looks at Trump
"Are you gonna say that one word you said that one time? I mean, we can fight them off through attrition, and I could smite them with the quick (though everyone would be mad if I did), but you also have one of the axiomatic words, you spoke it that one time. It is the word John Elway spoke unto you."
ixyzQ
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No.4038
4040 4044
[1d20 = 1]
>>4037
Am I in the building
*slash*
Anonymous
YXEd6
?
No.4039
4041
the word is Football
Now is the time anon
Mrs. Sentry
ixyzQ
?
No.4040
>>4038
Why did I roll?
Anonymous
Fq447
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No.4041
4042 4045
>>4039
Summoned as if from distant lands, Trump instantly comes into view and on center stage, eyes lighted as he let's forth a cosmic howl of "FOOTBALL" and filled with a powerful energy scarcely seen before
Mrs. Sentry
ixyzQ
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No.4042
4043
>>4041
"Unf."
Anonymous
Fq447
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No.4043
>>4042
Not knowing what the hell is going on, but knowing with certainty greater than of his own existence that Football goes great with everything, Trumpaladin casts OFFENSE on Tracy
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4044
>>4038
Tracy continues to flash and flurry with her deadly kitchenware. Thez proceeds to mangle ants from a number of angles. Infernius hasn't said much, so I'm assuming he's idle? Yak Lee,....

Yak Lee, why would you do this? Did you think I was kidding when I encouraged you to participate? I won't allow trap-faggotry ITT, but any character who wants to BE a trap (and not describe HOW they're a trap) I'll allow. I don't care the character proclivities, but I DO want there to be A. and increasing number of participants and B. that the participants enjoy themselves enough to come back. If I can help you/others to feel more welcome, I will do what I can. If you wish to subtly and discretely troll others in the party, BY ALL MEANS. Just please, leave out the unnecessary descriptives of the faggotry. There have been several graphic events which I've neglected to illustrate.
If you wish to play, and play sincerely, I leave an open invitation.
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4045
4046 4047
>>4041
And so, as Trump descends on the foremost mass of ants, he does decry/command the word of Football, which IS the Holy Word (lit, there's a spell) and which renders woe and strife upon the ants. Not all of them of course, but enough that they're not aggressing on the building anymore.
Fq447
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No.4046
4047
[1d20 = 8]
>>4045
Cast further Holy Writ upon the ants. Err... some of them
Anonymous
YXEd6
?
No.4047
4048 4051
>>4045
With a magnificent shockwave extending out from him, several rows of ants fall like stricken dominoes.
Brandishing Vandereim in his hand and his tower shield in the other, Trump begins to feel a sense that there is a purpose behind all this, even if he doesn't particularly grasp it at the moment.
>>4046
Again Trump's commanding voice, this time more resolved and resolute, utters the phrase of "FOOTBALL!" unto the ants, shockwaves of which are blown apart/aside by the sheer awesome.

Anonymous
Fq447
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No.4048
>>4047
Trumpaladin calls upon, in spirit form, the 1997 Denver Broncos. You know, that year they won the Superbowl. They trample upon the ants like so many blades of grass in Qualcomm Stadium, and with the frenzied pace of a team ready to win. John Elway himself leads the pack, carrying the ball and charging towards the ants. Meanwhile, Trump Jumps up in imitation of Elway's famous "Helicopter" move, a move great for simultaneously taking out two opposing quarterbacks, disposing of Leftists, or in this case, slicing ants with Vanderiem's fury, drunken off cheap American beer between commercial breaks
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_vOHy_uoQA
ixyzQ
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No.4049
[1d20 = 18]
>Is still mashing and slashing these fucking bugs, getting angrier and angrier by the second
"I.. Hate... These... BUGS!!"
I still don't know where I am.
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4050
4053
With wave upon wave of FOOTBALL, the ants are blown back in rows. They appear to have lost their will to fight, and indeed a potato (retard) makes its way to the forefront, at the goading of the ants.
"Gweetings Hewowes!" he durps at you
8xt8w
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No.4051
[1d20 = 13]
>>4047
i attack all the ants
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4052
4053 4055
The potato gesures toward the diminshed pile of gore (meanwhile, there is an ant behind him displaying the exact characteristics and motions, almost though synchronized)
You have done a great gesture to (he sighs contentedly) The Hive"
"We will make great use of your donation and contribution, such that it will benefit (he sighs contentedly) The Hive"

Anonymous
Fq447
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No.4053
>>4050
The ants have just been defeated, 31-24
>>4052
>The Hive
"I smell a Bolshevik"
Mrs. Sentry
ixyzQ
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No.4054
4056 4058
>tfw all the other players can do magic n' shit
>tfw mudpony
What abilities does my class even have, at this level? Is there an optimal attack for multiple enemies?

Mrs. Sentry
ixyzQ
?
No.4055
>>4052
*spits out glob of ant blood*
"Who the fuck are you?!"
Anonymous
Fq447
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No.4056
4057
>>4054
Just stab or stop or kick or whatever
why haven't you invoked voodoo or gypsy magic yet. You know what, maybe it's best you not try that
Mrs. Sentry
ixyzQ
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No.4057
4060
>>4056
I was hoping to employ some Ghost Rider tropes (considering her memes, but I never got the chance to carve a Mr. Bones mask
Anonymous
YXEd6
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No.4058
4059 4061
>>4054
Well, u can stealth to the point of being undetectable, from which you can essentially kill anything (backstab). Also you can climb, tumble, and maneuver well above anyone else.
Ants are tasty btw.
"I am He. This is just a name given to me by (sighs) The Hive. We apologize for encroaching on your shiny glassy thingy in the ground. We have long been curious about your shiny glassy thingy in the ground, and welcome you to (sigh) The Hive, to peacefully and not-further murderously explore the importance of your appearance to (sigh) The Hive.
Mrs. Sentry
ixyzQ
?
No.4059
4066
>>4058
Do I have to roll for stealth, or announce it? What if I want to move around characters, while using it?
>*growls angrily*
Anonymous
Fq447
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No.4060
4064
>>4057
That's an awesome set of memes to pull from! Also, what sort of Cage are you going for? At its best is Lord of War, which is pretty reasonable and not bad by any means. But then there's Vampire's Kiss, which is... well. It's Nicholas Cage at his Cagiest

You should definitely sneak around eating ants, so long as they are talking to us
Anonymous
Fq447
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No.4061
>>4058
>Tracy has stealth
My character already can't see Tracy half the time, just because of the height differences