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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K, so Trump can arrive in advance of Infernius, but the result will be the same. What they find is an empty stable that appears roughly turned over and is disheveled.
>>4388You're able to look 'very dirty'.
*Stealth out from around the corner of the barn*
>>4389Trump is displeased to see all three horses gone, thinking they must have run off, been stolen, killed by the ants, or Tracy got jealous. He goes to the stalls to check the harnesses, to see how they must have got loose
>>4393Also, that Tourcil Fellow hasn't been seen in a while
>>4393Not harnessed, just enclosed. The stable is indoors, and the hoers were very comfy. It is odd that they are gone.
[1d20 = 19]>>4396Trump inspects the enclosures, specifically checking the door areas for any sign that the horses broke out themselves, or brutish animals broke in. Roll for detection (also if he sees blood anywhere)
>>4401Trump is scared shitless, falling forward and onto hay after leaning forward to inspect part of a door. Also why the hell is Tracy in the barn.
"Tracy, where are the horses?"
>>4400Initially, he detects only slight signs of blood, but as his eye continues to scan the scene, he can see that the current situation has been recently shaped/moved. Something is not right.
At this time, Tracy pops in from behind and
>>4401 >>4400what happen trump where hores?
>>4403>>4401>Horses are missing from the stable>there is blood in the stable>The contents of the stable have been moved around>Tracy has been within the vicinity of the stableConclusion: The party is not getting its money back on the horses, and will have to find an alternative means of transportation
>>4405"I don't think we'll be seeing them again"
>>4401"Oh, them? Those bastards fucked off. It seems Thez, or whoever it is maintains this place left the door open, and they just walked right out. I tried to stop them, but the ponies in these parts are very rude, like animals! They said they weren't going to stay in some haunted pyramid full of bugs, and that they'd just find they're way back to Portland themselves. Looks like the ratfolk spoiled them.
~Anyway, I think I'll move into the stables: It's much more comfortable there, with this body now. This hay feels great too."
>>4407>correct assessmentThez wanders in covered in blood, holding what appears to be an elongated femur of a large equine creature, eating happily. "Whats up guys?" she smilingly asks.
>>4401By the way, your size augmentation wears off, and you revert to normal size.
>>4410REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
>>4411*Thoughts filled with only sex*
>>4411She's DEFINITELY hiding something
>>4410*Trump tries his absolute hardest to refrain from immediately launching out to strangle Thez for having evidently killed all three horses, remembering that God suffers the snake demon to live because she too, is useful in the master plan*
Tracy is sketchy as all fuck, but she is not eating the corpse of one of the horses in broad daylight
>>4414"Tracy, can we go over to the side and talk for a minute?"
>>4419"Coming, ~Flashy!"
*trots along like a loyal dog*
[1d20 = 6]>>4417TRUMP TRACY IS HIDING A THING!!!!!
>>4417Thez, totally not getting his body language continues to nom hoers.
"Don't worry, I'll replace this one," she says skipping off to the mess area..
And with this, I must depart for the time being.
>>4422"Shut up, you dumb bull!"
You're welcome to bantz amongst eachother, even beat eachother a bit (stick to die rolls, its based mostly off percentiles, and a d20 gives you a 100% at 5% increments)
>>4422He knows>>4421Trumpaladin and Tracy move perhaps outside of the stable and next to the wall, but definitely where Thez cannot see or hear him. He and Tracy are next to the wall, when Trump turns to Tracy and suddenly grabs her by the neck and pins her to the wall, holding her up off the ground.
"I KNOW YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THE HORSES" he angrily but quietly growls at Tracy, and before she has a chance to answer "Tell me, did you see Thez kill the horses?"
He looks back a moment out of frustration, "Is she doing this intentionally, to sabotage our progress, or was this just her aimlessly causing damage?"
>>4428"... Um.. ugh...."
*bites lip* (doki doki)
"well, you see.. Not all of the horses made it out of the shed in one piece.."
>>4431Trumpaladin is confused by Tracy's response, reduces his grip and lets Tracy down to allow her feet to touch the ground. With less anger, he asks "what happened?"
>>4431taking note of the "not all," Trump ponders if perhaps not all of his investment was lost
"Did any of the horses make it out in one piece?"
"Well..... you see..*
*kicks dirt*
"That brown-butted one was awfully talkative. She kept complaining about the dinginess of the stables and demanded that the stable boy come and brush her. She started getting the other too riled up as well, so I decided to let them out for a stroll in the courtyard: no longer had I opened the doors did they burst through and make a break for the exits, except for that tiny silver one, who was made into minced meat the moment he stepped out, by.. Thez.... It wasn't pretty..
There wasn't going to be any convincing them to come back after what happened behind them, so I just gave up after that..."
>>4442"What did Thez do exactly, and when?"
>>4445"She swooped-in and slashed him into instant suger the moment it was clear that they were getting away... I guess she was... hungry..."
>>4453>>4452"Which horse did she kill? Was that Tourcil's silver Unicorn? What of the others? What of the stallion and my copper maned mare?"
>>4455"The peppered stallion and the mare got away, bolting faster than I've ever seen a pony move before. The silvery twink wasn't so lucky..."
>>4459*knocks Tracy over*
"Well, sounds like you know what you're doing tonight. You're correcting your mistake earlier today. You're going out and finding my horse and Inferius's horse. Try to get eaten by wolves. Or snake demons. Come back when you've found them."
Trump begins to walk away, but gets an idea, and looks back. "If you could ensure that Thez gets a particularly bad night... I would be greatly pleased"
>>4462"..G-goodnight.. Flashy.."
*Wanders off*
>>4455>>4463Walking away from Tracy, Trump stops and, with out turning, says to Tracy in a flat voice,
"If the silver horse was killed as he fled away from the stable, and the other two fled away and into the forrest, then why is there blood and disruption in the stable?"
He pauses for a moment, then shakes his head. "Ah forget it. See too it that Thez has a bad night"
Trumpaladin, walks back towards the front of the barn. He sees Inferius and says to him. "The blue one will be looking for the missing horses. See to it that she doesn't come back in until she finds my horse and yours." He walks past Thez, and seems like he wants to say something, but can't figure out exactly what. He gives a death glare right into her eyes as he walks past her and into the pyramid.
Trump is massively disappointed and and angry, mostly at Thez, for having apparently as much consideration for Tourcil's prized unicorn, and *only* means of transportation besides his own feet, as would a feral animal. He never had a high opinion of Thez, but that? What else will she do before the trip was over. Tracy, well, he never had high expectations for, and he some how couldn't be as angry at her, perhaps because he didn't actually see her do anything. But she clearly lied about the two horses being missing when they were dead, and she knew why and how. At least her patterns of destruction are a bit more predicable than Thez though
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>>4471Truly, when Thez popped in while Tracy was in the midst of killing the other horses, she immediately decided to find somewhere else to be, so she popped back on top of the building (next to the blood splotch). From there, she saw the silver one (it wasn't a frikkin unicorn!!) running away absolutely bllowing fear and terror (pheramones) which triggered her to get all (in spite of size difference) "Cat and mouse."
So yes, she did eat the silver HOERS. No unicorns though.
And yes, she had also concluded (and may at some point say) "I thought thats what we were doing!"
Not that any of it matters much, she still has the stick, though since she's eaten some of the silver one,... well that's gonna hurt but meh, she can fix all three of 'em. Not psychologically though
>>4476>>4475Close. Trump doesn't know about the stick (its a stick), but he does know that at the time (way back when) she had an item that was kind of like a pause button that allowed her to make an interdimensional oasis-like space full of restorative food, where time is suspended and the whole party could rest effectively for 8 hours.
As for the stick, you can find a demonstration (without explanation) here
>>4137 → >>4478>>4476>tfw both your IDs start with 6, so I keep mixing you upGM, please namefag as "GM".