ITT Roleplaying
Classic Tabletop D&D (3.5e mostly)
New players welcome, most especially our recent pony addition
Its always some level of nuts in this thread, and this moment does not disappoint.
All kinds of things have happened, the result of which is that with over a week passing in meat-space the party is still right where they left off at.
Tracy is venturing to the mountains with her floofy-faced, hutungous birbs in an oversided wagon, hoping to give them a chance to have a moment with their biological father.
Trump, for some reason, is quite butt-hurt by this. What? Its true,....
Thez is enjoying the first decent night's sleep in over a week, Infernius contemplates (((genocide))) (does it work in that context? I mean he's contemplating their genocide of course), and Torcuil learns that Death is a pretty cool chick with a morbid sense of humor in an absurd job that you wouldn't think is a job, but its literally a job. So yeah, next time he wants to hit her up, just blow ur brains out or something.
Last thread got to over 1800 posts <trumpet fanfare> but that shit is impossible on mobile and cumbersome at best otherwise so,....
/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
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Movie would start in ~70 minutes
I’m going to try hinting the story I’m thinking up for Stix. hopefully it won’t suck, I never tried writing a story before
Stix stares into his small fire at the campsite, pondering all the events so far in this strange world. The crazy people, the interesting environments, but for some reason, his mind kept drifting to the fire trap he encountered when he first arrived. He wasn’t hurt by it, maybe a bit surprised, but that was nothing new considering being thrown into a new place with all kinds of characters telling you your dead.
But still, he couldn’t get the image of the fire out of his head. He tries to take his mind off of it by looking to the stars for a while. “I wonder if the constellations are different here? Let’s see... there is the Ursa Major and th-“
Was it getting warmer? Stix glances at his camp fire. It was still the same intensity. So why is it so hot all of a sudden? He gets up at takes a few steps back, but the heat is getting worse. In a panic, Stix throws dirt on the fire, but it won’t go out, in fact, it grows, seemingly in spite to the attempt to snuff it out. “I must be ill. It feels my body is roasting! And why can’t I put out the damn fire?” Almost in response, the fire creeps out of the pit which held it back and inches toward the increasingly frightened pony.
Stix attempts to flee, but is stopped before he can even finish turning around as the ground around him ignites to add to the blazing heat. He observes everything burst into flame. The path he traveled, the trees around him, and... even the sky! Had he gone mad? He didn’t ponder this for long as the inferno overtook him where he stood. He watched in horror as his forelegs were wrapped in a blue film for half a second before releasing the bright orange and yellow glow in a roar.
He screamed in pain and begged for it to stop, but to no avail. He looked forwards helplessly, believing these to be his last moments as he observed the ground slowly rise up, as if he was sinking where he stood. From among the tears streaming down his face as if trying to quench the blaze, he took note of something shining before him. As he looked closer to inspect it, a jewel seems to float toward him in a puddle of molten gold. All of his attention is now on this jewel as the world appears to fade to black around him. He watches it forms cracks under the extreme heat, spiderwebbing, until it shatters with a loud... CRACK!
Stix jumps at the sound, awaking from this nightmare drenched in sweat. He quickly realized he had fallen asleep next to the fire. Nearly in a blink of an eye, Stix throws heaps of dirt onto the fire and stomps it repetitively. He then runs back about thirty feet and curls up into a ball. Things are starting to become clearer, and he wished he hadn’t been trying to remember now. “S-so... that’s the way I... died?”
I know that wasn’t very good. Very heavy in cliché and such, but I felt I needed to try making the character a little more interesting.
[Read more] Stix stares into his small fire at the campsite, pondering all the events so far in this strange world. The crazy people, the interesting environments, but for some reason, his mind kept drifting to the fire trap he encountered when he first arrived. He wasn’t hurt by it, maybe a bit surprised, but that was nothing new considering being thrown into a new place with all kinds of characters telling you your dead.
But still, he couldn’t get the image of the fire out of his head. He tries to take his mind off of it by looking to the stars for a while. “I wonder if the constellations are different here? Let’s see... there is the Ursa Major and th-“
Was it getting warmer? Stix glances at his camp fire. It was still the same intensity. So why is it so hot all of a sudden? He gets up at takes a few steps back, but the heat is getting worse. In a panic, Stix throws dirt on the fire, but it won’t go out, in fact, it grows, seemingly in spite to the attempt to snuff it out. “I must be ill. It feels my body is roasting! And why can’t I put out the damn fire?” Almost in response, the fire creeps out of the pit which held it back and inches toward the increasingly frightened pony.
Stix attempts to flee, but is stopped before he can even finish turning around as the ground around him ignites to add to the blazing heat. He observes everything burst into flame. The path he traveled, the trees around him, and... even the sky! Had he gone mad? He didn’t ponder this for long as the inferno overtook him where he stood. He watched in horror as his forelegs were wrapped in a blue film for half a second before releasing the bright orange and yellow glow in a roar.
He screamed in pain and begged for it to stop, but to no avail. He looked forwards helplessly, believing these to be his last moments as he observed the ground slowly rise up, as if he was sinking where he stood. From among the tears streaming down his face as if trying to quench the blaze, he took note of something shining before him. As he looked closer to inspect it, a jewel seems to float toward him in a puddle of molten gold. All of his attention is now on this jewel as the world appears to fade to black around him. He watches it forms cracks under the extreme heat, spiderwebbing, until it shatters with a loud... CRACK!
Stix jumps at the sound, awaking from this nightmare drenched in sweat. He quickly realized he had fallen asleep next to the fire. Nearly in a blink of an eye, Stix throws heaps of dirt onto the fire and stomps it repetitively. He then runs back about thirty feet and curls up into a ball. Things are starting to become clearer, and he wished he hadn’t been trying to remember now. “S-so... that’s the way I... died?”
I know that wasn’t very good. Very heavy in cliché and such, but I felt I needed to try making the character a little more interesting.
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How scary of a monster would a adult Timber Wolf be? Like a Brachyurus, only with the plant subtype? It'd definitely be a powerful and dangerous creature.
Forget I asked. No spoilers.
Forget I asked. No spoilers.
>>54813
>cliche
Not at all. I'm not sure where you're going with it, and I look forward to seeing more.
>cliche
Not at all. I'm not sure where you're going with it, and I look forward to seeing more.
>>54816
I had a life and death for my character, certainly planned out and part of it was written out.
I stopped when Tracy's faggot made fun of me for saying that I wanted my character's backstory to overlap with his...
I had a life and death for my character, certainly planned out and part of it was written out.
I stopped when Tracy's faggot made fun of me for saying that I wanted my character's backstory to overlap with his...
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>>54820
Well, that is just plain rude Tracy’s faggot.
I would like to hear the story if you still want to share it.
Well, that is just plain rude Tracy’s faggot.
I would like to hear the story if you still want to share it.
>considers writing a slightly different backstory so Torc isn't "William Wallace with memes and (((jews)))"
>>54825
Anyway, what I was saying is that Idiocracy analyzes the dynamic of a "responsible" household working in the midst of a society that is ass-backward. I'd been contemplating the movie for several days, as I continue to attempt to understand how I might hope to positively influence those I interact with.
Anyway, what I was saying is that Idiocracy analyzes the dynamic of a "responsible" household working in the midst of a society that is ass-backward. I'd been contemplating the movie for several days, as I continue to attempt to understand how I might hope to positively influence those I interact with.
>>54826
>responsible household working in the midst of a society that is ass-backward
Isn’t that called life as we know it today?
>I'd been contemplating the movie for several days, as I continue to attempt to understand how I might hope to positively influence those I interact with.
That’s nice, but I’m not sure how come the movie helps you in doing this. Maybe it shows you something you haven’t considered, but I think a movie can only teach you so much about helping to interact and influence people positively.
Oh, and sorry for not watching it with you, but the system is still giving me problems.
>responsible household working in the midst of a society that is ass-backward
Isn’t that called life as we know it today?
>I'd been contemplating the movie for several days, as I continue to attempt to understand how I might hope to positively influence those I interact with.
That’s nice, but I’m not sure how come the movie helps you in doing this. Maybe it shows you something you haven’t considered, but I think a movie can only teach you so much about helping to interact and influence people positively.
Oh, and sorry for not watching it with you, but the system is still giving me problems.
>>54828
The point of the movie was that Not Sure was really just an average guy, but he did nothing with his life.
Part of the lesson was to get "average" people to at least try to make a difference in society. Everyday you hear people of every political affiliation complaining about how the people who run their governments are "idiots", without doing anything to to fix it themselves. All of the issues in the universe were really just basic problems that were collectively ignored by humanity because nobody cared enough to even think of trying to fix them.
The point of the movie was that Not Sure was really just an average guy, but he did nothing with his life.
Part of the lesson was to get "average" people to at least try to make a difference in society. Everyday you hear people of every political affiliation complaining about how the people who run their governments are "idiots", without doing anything to to fix it themselves. All of the issues in the universe were really just basic problems that were collectively ignored by humanity because nobody cared enough to even think of trying to fix them.
>>54832
Agreed, nominally. I for one find myself amongst "households" and "peers" who are more interested in buying the latest I-phone or putting rims on their car - to say the least - than planning for their children's future who they already have or hell, just cleaning their damn room.
Agreed, nominally. I for one find myself amongst "households" and "peers" who are more interested in buying the latest I-phone or putting rims on their car - to say the least - than planning for their children's future who they already have or hell, just cleaning their damn room.
I want dire goats and dire cattle for Tracy's ranch. Actually, I want dire everything. A dire farm.
>>54833
That's part of what makes the movie so depressingly accurate.. but also makes it more compelling to try to make something of your life.
That's part of what makes the movie so depressingly accurate.. but also makes it more compelling to try to make something of your life.
>ITT faggots discussing the themes and morality of Idiocracy
>>54842
You might want to consider keeping this line away from the ladies, at the very least the real ones.
You might want to consider keeping this line away from the ladies, at the very least the real ones.
Shabby was probably just a soyboy. Real ogres appreciate layers.
>>54850
>but why?
‘Cause it’s good to let out your frustrations and get things off your chest. I’m not saying you have to, just that you may want to.
>but why?
‘Cause it’s good to let out your frustrations and get things off your chest. I’m not saying you have to, just that you may want to.
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