Can the party avoid tearing each-other's throat out? Can they successfully complete the dungeon and rid Port Barry of the giant glass octahedron that sits motionless a short way off the docks? Will GM have an aneurysm from it all?
Welcome back to the Nuts RP thread, where new faggots (players) are always welcome and previous faggots interact based increasingly loosely on D&D 3.5e core rules.
This thread begins with Thez completing a marvelous and unplanned concert now that she can cast "Dancing lights!" again, and a large crowd has formed around the square, where both Infernius and Trump appear to be intending to address the crowd, Thez having vacated the impromptu stage with several bouquets of flowers and adoring cheers from the crowd.
She has obscene skill pertaining to "Perform"
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>>53291Oh, now I feel like a wuss for deleting that..
>>53291Tracy wraps Brad's unresponsive body in a thick coat of bubblewrap and duct tape, puts the Necklace of Adaption on him, and carefully puts him in her bag for safekeeping.
I'm off my meds, pls stop me if I try something stupid. >>53296My autism greatly surpasses yours.
>>53297 >>53299My character concept does.
>>53304Idk I'm just shitposting till GM arrives
>>53300Please. I've been playing this character since before this game even began. I've gone to great lengths to proliferate this fit of unadulterated autism.
>>53306Have you made a tulpa of your character?
>>53309Now that what I would call autism
>>53308Yeah.. I'm sad too...
*strokes Brad's hair*
>>53309... dammit.. you win there. I didn't feel privileged enough to make a tupla of a character I didn't actually make..
I actually used those ridiculous flowcharts because I was afraid of making one by accident back then. >>53311You dont just make a tulpa by accident m8.
>>53310I havent yet ive given it some serious thought.
If Brad leaves for a while, wut do?
>>53312I figured it was something that could grow in the back of your mind over time, like a tumor.
Tracy and Torcuil wake up in the entertron.
But they're still hungry.
This is what the party needs to do
I gtg for about an hour.>>53320Who are you?
And why Tracy and Torc specifically?
>>53319Before Infernius' very eyes, Tracy and Torcuil spontaneously expode, for no apparent reason.
>>53321"Because I wouldn't let him blow up I'nis."
>>53320[exploding pony noises]
"What the fuck just happened?!" Tracy gasps, as her body grotesquely reforms from a small amount of blood
>>53323"REEEEEEEEE I WAS ON A FUCKING DATE"
Okay, now I'm going
Sorry, any time I get asked who I am ITT I prefer to err with showmanship. I'm out at the moment, but I'll be in pretty soon.
>>53328Too be fair, it was a different ID and we didn't know if it was you or TrumpTorc looks angry enough to punch GM in the face, but making the smart choice
and not punching GM in the face he runs back to the restaurant him and Death where eating at.
>>53329Technically, you never really left her until you revived.
>>53330I don't need your technicality
>>53329As he returns, he finds Death laughing hysterically.
>>53335Ben needs some gas flavored ice cream.
>>53335"Hey tracy me need favor"
>>53338"Me want you to look into Ben's life and see if he traitor."
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Local Knowledge check, to know location of the nearest Synagogue.