Well now. The characters find themselves in an entirely different Rick than the last time they found themselves in a pickle. In this instance, the Paladin has just participated in murder, and it wasn't even the right target! Tracy also has bloody on her hands, but that's old news anyway.
Not sure how its gonna go, cuz some players are indisposed (at the moment) and there's usually hella bantz for every several-hour period, but why wait? ^_^
Oh, if you're new, this is an RP thread based (increasingly) loosely on D&D 3.5, but allowing for any genre or game (but it has to make sense). Feel free to shitpost, or bant, or even join in. Some call this the gay bath-house, but that's cuz they're bored and tired and don't have anything fun to distract themselves with,... like this thread. ^_^
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You've heard of Elf on Shelf, right?
>>39524"Censorship IS wonderful! I don't know,...."
>>39522You do realize
why its staring the painter (and thus the viewer) in the eyes right?
>>39522"Tracy, can you take me to the tower?"
>>39525I can tell by the look on his face..
>>39525because it wants muh sweet sweet soulcoin.
>>39530"TRACY! TAKE ME TO THE TOWER!"
>>39531*flies higher*
Was she able to pick up any scent back then?
>>39529Ding
Now, Tracy can detect Trollestia's scent in and about the docks, but with no source (meaning, she's out of range).
Not just that either, its cuz it already has the artist's "sweet sweet soulcoin"
>>39534but what it didnt know was i had a water gun filled with holy water im my pocket
>>39533>>39533"Tracy, what are you doing?"
>>39535spooky. why do you say that?
[1d20+21 = 22]>>39534Tracy, now ~70 ft up, rears in mid-air and howls more monstrously than she ever has before, beside herself with rage.
Intimidate check, because I feel like it.
>>39538If you'll permit me to cross-thread for a moment, this is precisely
why it is necessary and important that an individual know, understand, and appreciate the multitude of metaphysics which I make increasingly available to those not "in the know". Abrahamic traditions have incalculable value and merit, but they omit many elements of metaphysics "cuz spoopy" that leave a number (a small number, but a number none the less) of practitioners/adherents vulnerable and susceptible to,... well spoopy shit.
>>39539*butterfly lands on nose*
*howling siezes abruptly*
>>39540Shall I repost the song for posterity? ^_^
>>39542>>39539Regardless, she makes a bee-line towards the forest, frothing at the mouth.
>>39543What song? The Anime bullshit? I don't watch those
>>39543yes.
>>39541i understand meta physics to an extent.
>>39536Such entities don't deal in material realms, that's where they're weakest. What one has in their dreams is what is important.
>>39544She's moving at full speed, like a fiery comet.
>>39546Its more to emphasize that the situation just turned a bit "not quite right", as illustrated by the distortions of the song.
>>39551He'd break both his legs from the height, and potentially die from the speed.
[7d6 = 25]>>39551Fall damage at 70 ft would be 7d6. I should emphasize that he has a full corpse with him the whole time
>>39551And what do you intend by that? Intention is a major factor after all,....
>>39555Checked.
>>39554Why does he need the whole corpse?
>>39558Why does Tracy need to go crazy?
Trump survives the fall, but not without injury. Unicorn #647's corpse falls sickeningly nearby. I'll put them somewhere in the midst of the Port, given that they were(?) headed back to the tower.
>>39561Drink a heal serious wounds potion from the flask
Observe surroundings
>>39559C-can't she catch him..? It's inconvenient if he's dead or crippled.
>why is crazy horse crazy?Don't fuck that unicorn, PLEASE.
For the record, this was not my idea. I'm not trying to shift blame, I'm giving credit; this was a brilliant plot device
>>39563necrophilia is degenerate.
>>39563The dead unicorn? Wew!
>>39562 >>39561Near the outskirts I'd imagine
Tracy lands in the forest, and immediately begins running amok scorching the ground-cover beneath her, intent on turning the wood into a total hellscape.
>>39566Tries to ascertain location, and walks to the tower with Unicorn 647
>>39567She makes her way towards the golf course.
>>39568Dragging a unicorn corpse is difficult, especially since the port is already littered with corpses. He can do so of course, but it may take some time. Also, there's the onlookers,....
>>39569The grove then?
>>39570Alright. He cuts the requisite amount of biomass from the unicorn (a severed ear?) and walks with it towards the Tower, bloodied, presumably
>>39572All you need is a hair.
>>39573Yes.
They see the local horsefucker covered in blood, dragging a dead unicorn towards his house.
>>39574Reeeeeee hopefully Trumpaladin is known for something other than bestiality!
>>39570A question I should have asked a long time ago. Is the unicorn an FiM unicorn, or a D&D unicorn that is well below the level of a celestial charger?
>>39576Don't worry, the horsefucking is
mostly unknown and considered a rumor or urban legend. Don't be dragging a corpse tho, that's rather conspicuous. Tracy's fag is right, a hair or some blood (remember that time) will do.
>>39577How would he be able to tell that?
>>39577Be more specific, are you referring to murdered or Troll?
>>39570>>39571Tracy Dashes off towards the grove, setting her path on fire as she goes, until she reaches the Nithing Pole at the tree in the grove.
>>39578Yeah, he takes a severed ear and places it in his pocket, and takes hairs for good measure
>>39579FiM unicorn: is 90 pounds, looks like an anime character, has an ass tattoo
Normal Unicorn: is 1200 pounds, looks like a horse, has no ass tattoo
Are you shitting me? How the fuck could he miss the difference?
>>39580What he killed and has the corpse of
>>39583I meant the stat difference.
>>39584A celestial charger would have held up
>>39582why is tracy burning the woods?
>>39583I meant the stat difference.
>>39586Yes. The path behind her is engulfed in an otherworldy fiendish fire.
>>39588>>39580>>39586>>39586Actually, Tracy should start losing powers and abilities as Trumpaladin moves away from her, and if what I think happened happened, then she should
absolutely start losing strength and powers
>>39590Because Tracy's Faggot doesn't want to build that chariot after all
>>39592No. That's an Su, and alternate forms don't give the new form's Su's, though they retain the original form's Sus
>>39592Besides, you're just harming the party by denying us wood to build things with
>>39581K first of all, that was Trump's fag's question.
>>39582The Nithing pole is in shambles. It appears as though it has aged excessively (EXCESSIVELY) given the time its been in place, and there is evidence that its been gnawed on and sabotaged by little woodland animals (via teeth-marks). Its not a pole anymore, just a collection of spoopy horse-parts.
>>39583#647 was of comparable size to Troll, and Troll is observably a
mostly FiM unicorn (except when she was killing zombies, I did mention her going full alicorn then).
>>39590Also, I amend my earlier DDLC answer; just watch an expedited (1.25+) lets play. I recommend BijuuMike, cuz he's an unrepentant weeb.
>>39595Trollestia was a 100 pound FiM sized unicorn?
>>39593She's been using her flaming hooves without a rider since she first transformed.
>>39595She moves forward, covered in smoke, still scorching the Earth beneath her.
Detect Good.
>>39598Yeah, and that's bullshit. Now stop using bullshit to harm the party
>>39598You don't get to cheat so that you can fuck over the party
>>39596thanks for the recommendation.
Okay fine, Tracy's faggot can do the burn thing but he's getting blamed if this ends up fucking us over in some notable way, and no using it for anything that actually has a purpose
Tracy is still scorching the meadow, on the eyes and ears peeled for nearby creatures.
>>39604Make sure to start from the beginning tho
>>39603Ever tried holding a lighter to wet underbrush? Its not THAT on fire.
>>39598Flitting glimpses (animals, basic) but nothing significant.
>>39597IDK about poundage, but she was Celestia-sized
>>39607How much long until he can reach the tower?
>>39608quick-jump, cut-toTadaa, the tower. It barren, except for Darkie whos suit has fully "grown back". "Oh well hello, why the long face?"
>>39609Running, fast
>>39612"I hope you saved the horn then," he replies sipping some tea.
>>39611After them. Charge all over the place, roaring like a maddened fiend.
Set the meadow on fire behind her as she gallops, spamming constant intimidate checks and keeping all of her senses on high.
Wreak havoc.
>>39613"I guess I overlooked that part"
He goes to the mini-mall to pick up a calm emotions scroll made earlier, and then proceeds to the Infirmary
>>39614>CR 5 animal versus a CR13 >>39614And Tracy did gallomp and tear through the placid fields cuz salt, and the woodland creatures did burrow and hide and fly away cuz holy-fuck-shit there's a flaming hoers,....
>>39615"Um,... where is the corpse at per say? I hope you don't mind me asking,...."
>>39615Tracy is also a PC, level 16.
And Troll has already used up at least a dozen of her prepared spells, and Tracy knows that.
Regardless, in character, she doesn't give a damn about odds.
>>39616Set the meadow, the hill, and the trees on fires. Roar loudly, wreaking havoc on everything in the vincinity.
Make alot of noise.
It is nighttime, right?
>>39616"In this spot along the road... [gives the exact location as best as he can remember it]. I don't think it will be there much longer though"
Trumpaladin gets the scroll, goes to the infirmary, pulls out the rope of entanglement, and now....
Puts the severed ear in the Entertron, presses the button, and sees what happened
>>39617Oh, its SO night time.
>>39618Trump isn't gonna an hero is he,....
>>39621What? No. He's resurrecting Unicorn 647
Having said that, that's really not a terrible idea
>>39621She's been burning everything in sight for a while now.
Are there flames/smoke visible from a distance?
>>39622I just thought, with the rope of entanglement,....
>>39623Safe to assume
>>39624Okay, but is the creature resurrected?
>>39625Yes, of course. She wasn't made undead, so its all good.
"What,... the,... fug,...." She says as she reorients herself to the situation, in an obviously panicked posture