This begins thread #7 of the ongoing RP game that has 6 previous editions. You know who you are, and and anyone wanting to play just post "I'd like to play," or "Can I join?" or "Here,".
No faggots. When I say faggot, I'm being roman; be not utterly worthless in appearance or demeanor and you will not explode. If you are not disrupting others to an inexcusable degree, you are not welcome.
>Can't believe I have to put that part in now. Lee, u still has splainin'
So aside from there being a minotaur-shaped blood-splat on the ceiling, everything seems relatively calm and chill amongst the party. Their faggots have engaged in low-effort, high-yield shenanigens, and are in high spirits.
It really is a shame about Yak Lee though.
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>>4199I said that wrong, but there are dubs so its okay.
If you are not disrupting then you ARE welcome.
>>4201Fuck off, I rightfully took possession of dubs with credible and observable content.
>>4203It was so ebin, I didn't have to include an image at first.
>>4205Its a good thing I grabbed the dubs that were available and didn't steal them (or worse, use them to steal waifus) isn't it?
>>4206waifu thieves get acid baths.
>>4207Whoa, okay you kick your way into the stable but y? Oh wait, I can think of one reason, but continue. The horses are freaked out even though you're also a horse.
Did I mention that that whole 'splainin' about the Terrasque and everything was ONLY for Trump?
>>4209>in hoers speech>Absolutely furious"WHICH ONE OF YOU WAS IT?! I LEAVE TO GO TALK TO THE DUMB FROG SUMMONER FOR ONE FUCKING MINUTE, AND I COME BACK TO FIND OUT THAT THE ENTIRE PART HAS LEFT ME BEHIND, AND THAT SOMEPONY JUST SKITTED_OFF WITH MY HUSBAND, LIKE IT WAS NO BIG DEAL! WHO THE FUCK CARRIED HIM HERE?!"
*kicks hole in door behind her*
Power went out. No reaction images.
>>4217>GM is way confused, pretty sure there's been a misunderstaning,The horses are freaking out now,... are you,.. jealous that Trump,. rode another horse?
>Implying I wasn't making it clear from the beginning
*anger grows with each passing second*
*Charge chi as I wait for GM*
>>4236My bad, one of your daggers just got more uber.
So, you've done freaked out the horses, but I don't know what you intend (unless its murdering the horses)
>>4250Make the hoers respond a bit more interestingly"WELL?!" Demand
"Was it you?!" *Pointing at unicorn* "you?!" (ninja) "Or you over there?!"
"Who the fuck skitted-off with my Flashy?!"
>>4254>the ninja hoers hrumphhrrrs at you."Stay your anger," he seems to say.
"Mehrrrmrrrmrrr, Herumphrmr," he concludes stoically.
>>4256*kicks the soil, radiating with anger and hysteria*
"What is it to, you Kaka-shi?!"
"You're not seriously going to hold a mount accountable for its rider are you?"
>>4266I don't like where this is going
*hysterical whinnying sounds*
>>4264"Scarecrow, a respectable name. A name is something I cannot offer you, for it is something I do not have."
"But if you intend to attack, show me what you're made of," he says, spitting on the floor and dragging with one hoof.
>>4269>Fuming through nostrils, contemplating just attacking them all at once"Call me.. Tracy!" teeth gritting
[1d20 = 1]>>4274"Then tell me Tracy, why do your eyes desire to see my blood?"
He charges.
[1d20 = 20]>>4277*Unsheaves knife with maw*
*Slashes from shoulder to seam*
[1d20 = 17]>>4278As you rattle your knife-cozy, he lunges at you in an aggressive manner. As he lunges, he trips on a small pebble and falls sprawling at your feet.
And then this happens.
>>4281 Oooh, yes. Ponimaru is kill.
>>4277"Fucking pussy! *spits at corpse*
Now which one of you thought it would be funny to run-off with MY husband?!"
>>4283RIP nameless stallion. We hardly knew ye
>>4286infernuis cast Resurrection.
>>4284I'm guessing the copper-maned mare says "He did! The one you already killed!"
>>4287I don't think you have that power, and I don't think you are near the stable
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>>4287Uhm,... I think you mean Raise Dead (ressurrection is an ebin level spell, but Raise Dead will serve, unfortunately you're not aware of dedpone yet)
>>4284The copper mare glares at you.
"No. If you wish to know which mare bore the human that it was called upon to bear, then it was I. I have no quarrel with you bluish mare, but neither will I cower before you. I knew not this stallion you have so brutally slain, but as he said; "Come then".
>>4300Not the silver one, it would be long gone if not already contained in the stable.
... and she does, laughing in hoers
>will meme
[1d20 = 10]>>4292Sadly, must take into account that she would've seen me with Flashy in town earlier>the nerve of this cunt"... Bitch, you don't know who you're talking to..!
>>4303>that does it*lunge forward, knife in maw, whinnying through the nose*
"HFGHFGHHJJKJJKKJKHH!!!!!"
>'I'll make a fucking soccer ball out of your hide!'*lunge and stab into ribcage*
[2d20 = 15]
Coppertone takes a wicked gash across the chest from Tracy's forward knife and (unless I'm to assume that was her only intended attack) also has the option of landing additional strikes per dice over 7
[1d20 = 11]
*stabbity, stab, stab, stab, stab*
[2d20 = 6]
So Copper takes a total of two strikes. One was with the defender, but the other was with the wicked. She's bleeding profusely and having difficulty maintaining her position, except she strikes.
Seriously? She attempts a double-buck, and famously misses with both, to the point that Tracy can land a coup de gras if she likes.
[1d20 = 19]>>4315*slash with intent to decapitate*
Would've used poison, but she's already a gonner
Pls post the maps in this thread
>>4318>Rolled 19RIP Copper mare
Play same song, because it's that amazing and that appropriate Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFUTHcjiZGo>Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo>Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg>Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg>You'll have to be left with a bowl out to beg>Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye. >>4318These dice rolls (keen edges). In a fit of bloodlust and rage, and whatever the hell else, Tracy reduces Coppertone to a pile of disorganized meat and gore. I mean, there's still legs sticking out so it looks like slightly more then a pile of meat, but her white flesh and copper mane have been morbidly splatter-painted.
Glue status.
>>4321So um... does this mean the party is eating horse meat tonight?
*whirls around over to the silver unicorn*
>murderous monotone
"You didn't see anything."
*gestures towards the door*
>>4323Its whats for dinner.
>>4326You're quite right, the silver mare is covering its eyes with its forelegs at this point. By the way, you're covered in blood. Just a reminder.
>>4327*Trump later checks upon the stable, discovers the horrible scene, and rescues what usable meat he can to be smoked and salted*
>>4327*shake like dog, to get rid of the blood*
"HFGHFGHGBHGBNNN!!!!"
>'Piss off, faggot!' (again pointing him towards the open door)*proceed to loot ninja's corpse*
>>4332Infernuis goes with him and attempts to talk to the horse.
>can't stop laughing
You find face-wrappings and some kunai.
Also, while 'shaking yourself off' works to a large degree, it fails entirely. You're neglectfully and residually blood-splattered.
[1d20 = 19]>>4337Don't worry, you have a moment before they arrive.
>>4342That was your stealth roll btw ~_~
>mfw I've gotten 2 1's tonight >>4344No. If you'd like, you can claim some trophy fur.
>>4337this would be probably an hour or so later when Trump of tourcil or whoever goes to feed the horses>>4336What horse? The survivor?
>>4349i wanna talk to the horse i rode(not knowing hes been murdered)
>>4349Apparently, Tracy may actually have time to,... resource the hoers.
Do you desire to dispose of bodies more?
>>4347*takes the hide off of copper's boated ass, and folds it into knife-cozy*
>>4353Yes.
I assume the unicorn has since left the pyramid?
*skins hoers hides*
*wraps both the severed heads in their respective hides*
Where was the opening those ants came from again?
>>4355We haven't gotten to the unicorn yet, and no the silver mare is still shuddering in the corner. I haven't decided yet whether this will psychologically break that one, but they're still in the stable with,... you. The entrance to (sigh) the Hive is on the west end of the clearing.
>>4356>I already told him to piss offdidn't feel like killing him*Walks into personal bubble, and g*
"Listen, sissy. I don't feel like cleaning you off the ground too. gtfo!"
*points hoof towards open door*
>the Hive is on the west end of the clearing.Gib maps
>>4360Trump and Infernius hear the sound of clopping hooves.
>>4362>WTFU n me both
>>4362he seems like a nice person to have as a friend.
>>4364Alas, poor ninja horse
>>4360Like literally all you had to do was leave the corpses there and it could have been blamed on the ants. Or if not, then at least it would just be, you know, run of the mill second degree murder, but on farm animals
>>4366The sound leads outside into the wilderness and departs at a much greater rate than you are travelling. You are now outside.
>>4362None of this would have happened if you had just ridden her earlier.*peers out door to see if anyone would see me leave*
>>4369Nope, you're totally concealed.
Thats another point to make about hiding and sneaking. You only need to make a die-roll if you're being observed, otherwise its an automatic success, even if the concealment is temporary (smokebomb, for example). A die roll may be required if someone is searching for you while you're present and sneaking, but hopefully one who is sneaking will have the good sense to gtfo.
So, you can sneak out if that's your intention.
[1d20 = 15]>>4368any sings or a tail to what it could have been.
>>4370*bury severed heads beneath hay*
*Proceed to drag bodies towards the opening of the ant's nest*
*stamp hoof to get attention of the ants*
>>4373Don't you dare waste that usable meat!
Where has the fucking unicorn gone?!
>>4371It definitely sounded like a retreating horse.
Crudely (you can't eliminate some of the blood, but hey {deliberate pun} the rest is pretty buried ish.
Also the ants spew out of the entrance. They're all the little sissy ones, and all they do is thump your legs with their antennae (they're smelling her) before taking the carcasses and departing.
>>4375It was never a unicorn, it was just a hoers, and its gone. By now, its halfway to Port Barry.
*taps at the entrance of the ant lair impatiently*
>>4377i go back to the stables then.
>>4381"Tell your queen it's an apology for fucking-up your hive thingy!" I say after them.
[1d20 = 16]
*stealth at high speed back towards stables to get ahead of the dumb bull*
>>4383The drones do a charade of hugging eachother and then wave before finally departing.
[1d20 = 18]
*kick over the ground cover to get rid of any residual traces of blood*
*Roll in hay and scrub myself to get rid of the stains in my coat*