RP/Shitposting thread - D&D 3.5 base rules, subject to interpretation, review, and elaboration. Open for all to spectate, bantz, shitpost, or full-on play.
We begin this thread in anticipation of the weekend, where most of the party is gradually infiltrating the grand city of Cardishore. With disguises varying from an Emu, Barney the dinosaur, and a mexican clown,... as well as Fae who is entirely without costume, Trump, Tracy, and Infernius try to get a handle on whatever the hell is going on in Cardishore now or in general.
Meanwhile, Torcuil is working to get that damn cannon fixed on the Stray Cat. Meanwhile Stix returns (to the tower?) with not many answers, an over-sized acorn, and definitely no other surprises.
Meanwhile Thez,... poor forgotten and alone Thez who is babysitting the port so that none of the party's enemies see their departure and think "Wah ha ha ha! With them gone I will destroy their precious city!" I mean she gets it,... but still.
>sad dwelf noises
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So no reflex roll for Fae?
>>59556Nope. And come to think of it, he probably wouldn't wake up in the entertron, cuz his body wouldn't be completely destroyed, he'd just be crushed to death and somewhere deep in the ground.
>>59557Is the fissure still open?
>>59558No, it closes up immediately as the earthquake ceases
>>59554She has bigger priorities, like seeing if her husband still exists.
Tracy makes her way to the perimeter, slashes an X in the wall, and hightails it out of the city.
>>59556I'm fucking sorry, m8...
>>59558Warn us next time you're about to cast a deadly AoE spell.
Personally, I would prefer that not be the outcome, but I fail to see how it could be otherwise, given the spell description
It is tragically comedic tho XDDDD
>>59563It set a record for epic fuck-ups...
Tracy runs home to see if her husband will be there.
Infernius, ur gonna' craft Brad a new set of stuff.
>>59563Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
It wasnt supoosed to be this way!
Can Tracy fast-travel back to the tower while Infernius fends for huimself? She makes a bee-line for the Entertron
I can feel Brad's reeling from here, and I just wanna say I feel it too, m8.
Tracy runs all the way home
[worried pony noises]
>>59571The ground fucking swallowed him up in seconds and he fell to the center of the earth.
Tbh I'm contemplating tweaking how the Entertron works, that it activates whenever the player dies, rather than when their body is destroyed.
>>59572Not to the center, but think Indiana Jones, Last Crusade ending
>>59573How about players can force the machine to activate on another’s death, and it only automatically activates on body destruction?
What happened to That Bitch? She didn't fall over?
I was going to assassinate her and take her card, but then shit happened.
>>59575Well it
would be Trump's turn,....
I guess that makes it the shazbots turn. With Trump no longer an issue, the 10 that remain center around Infernius and douse him with flame. Roll 10d20
I guess Tracy should stay...
>>59584To sweep up Infernius's ashes and maybe salvage some stuff..
>>59577She wasn't in the earthquake area, she took off and isn't visible.
>>59581That's 4 fails, maybe more. You know what I'm gonna say right?
>>59586Bring it nigger i got hp and regen.
>>59587Okay, well first off what's his modifier for reflex?
>>59576Maybe we can fight zombie versions of ourselves some day.
[84d8 = 362]>>59591And his dex is shit,... so let me rephrase. 7 of them land. He got a 20, so I'll have 1 miss, but he got hit by 6 of them. 6 x 14d8
>>59592I could see an interesting scenario where a villain captures the tower and makes clones of us, most are zombies, but the “boss” fight would be actual, fully functional clones to fight
Well fuck.
That was an epic failure of a session.
I literally can't even..!]
Goodnight fellas'.
Sorry, Brad's faggot...
Tracy will let him use anything she has, if it's any compensation.
Sorrt brad. I didnt want it to be like this.
>>59601So here's the thing. Yes, the ring of regeneration would sustain Infernius,... right up until his corpse was stripped of its equipment, especially when it ceased to die entirely in spite of ridiculous damage. So he would die, upon the ring being taken. There will be more consequences, but for now - as I said would happen - Infernius wakes up in the Entertron.
And he's still hungry
... it was inevitable anyhow, since the eds were gonna show up in pretty soon.
>>59602"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tracy has never felt so glad to be a Rogue, but also never felt so helplessly ashamed at being unable to protect anyone...
*Goes to bed for real this time*
>>59604Oh, you've only just begun to reeeee
>>59607As he makes his way there, he passes Stix, Torcuil, Snek, and Thez, who's eyes widen alarmingly at his entrance
>>59609"Fug," says Thez.
Meanwhile, back at the park. As a few of the Cardishore administration begin removing items from Infernius' should-be corpse, ultimately removing the ring (but not the sleeves, cuz they don't just "come off") a very curious thing happens. For one, Infernius' entire body is enveloped by the sleeves, the mouths elongating and distoring to consume the entirety of his body, meeting ultimately at his chest, and partially burrowing into his skin, forming a golden yin-yang looking symbol. His entire body now covered with that shiny-black skin, and his eyes replaced by glowing red lights, not-infernius slowly climbs to its feet.
>>59610"Me sense a disturbance in the force."
Fug!
>>59608He's normally neked anyway.
*Revs-up sausage grinder*
>for once Torc wasn't the one that died
Think a well-worded Wish or Miracle could retrieve just Vadereim at least?
>>59615Vandereim isn't dead, he's just buried
>>59617I was just wondering, since that spell can do shit like part the red seas, or safely transfer an entire party to another plane, or reverse an erupting volcano, that it could maybe, with appropriate sacrifice, retrieve a single object from underground, if the caster prayed hard enough to his deity.
>>59618It could work in theory, but his first step would be to replace his holy symbol
>>59618The rest of Brad's stuff racked-up an enormous value altogether (tfw no insurance), but Vadereim is irreplaceable..
>>59619The first step is the sausage party.Tracy runs home.
>>59620You do realize that Tracy will be next for the sausage party,....
>>59612*hugs back*
"Whatever did you do this time?"
>>59622>abandonsBut y? I've got a mental image of the party pushing eachother into a sausage grinder, reforming in the entertron, and getting back in line to push eachother into the sausage grinder some more.
>>59623Aaaand I just closed the tab...
What a shame.
Might do it again after the group dialogue..
I think Brad is still mourning his loot..
>>59624Oh he'll get it back, he just needs to not go Leeroy Jenkins. Not that that was precisely what killed him, but it certainly set everything in motion.
Gawd I was dying laughing when it happened tho
It's not all Infernius's fault though.
I should've done something to help them escape before that even happened, but I just watched thinking that Tracy would die before the mailboxes..
Idk what happened to Fae, but her chances of surviving/escaping on her own would've been nil, even if Tracy helped her out..
>>59626Yeah, I did kinda pause the progress cuz of shock, but her odds of escape aren't too good
>>59625It was quite the epic-tier fuck up.
>PCs get near party>Realize they'll die without ID cards>Rogue tries to get everyone cards>Neglects to tell anyone about it (sorry)>Infernius crashes party in vibrant display>Chaos ensues>Drama queen stampede>Terminators close in>Flamethrowers throw>Brad jumps in to save the day>Oh shit>Brad tries to escape on Fae in the air>Comes back figuring he could take out the bots and save Infernius>Infernius has an idea>Bull casts powerful AoE spell>Does minimal damage to the enemy and kills an ally>Bull is turned to ashes in next turn>Infiltration plan scrapped by remaining PC>Two PCs worth of loot lostYep, that's an academic record alright.
>>59628The spell would have been great against creatures, but the bots get a racial bonus to avoid falling because of their design (they roll around on wheels, and their weight and center of balance makes them easy to keep upright). One of the bots did get squished, (I suppose a case could be made that it might be intact,... something to keep in mind when retrieving stuff) but yeah that was something else
Next time I go to Cardishore, imma enter legally and leave all my shit back at the tower.
>>59630Other than trying to find knives, what was the party doing there? I’m still a little unclear on that part.
>>59631I kind of wanna see if "T. Sentry" is still on file at the baggage claim...
>>59632Tracy just wanted her meme-knives back. Brad was investigating. Infernius... Idk..
Think gnomes would make for good payloads for Slovenia's trebuchet?
>>59634Noted for future reference
>>59628I can't even post the "It's called splash damage, suck it up or whine to the cleric"
because it was the fucking cleric >>59629If the mailboxes are shaped like how I imagine them, they seem like they'd be helpless if they ever did get pushed over.
But seriously, since when do gnomes explode?
>>59639Since GM decided it was funny.
>>59638Would they have any way of pushing back if someone were to push them over from the side, or would it just be like cow-tipping?
>>59639Well, it began with Farzalington, the Gnome that Trump met back when first visiting Krenshall, and I decided that would be a recurring theme.
>>59642Probably like cow-tipping desu, they're pretty damn heavy and aren't fitted with appendages to right themselves with
>>59636I'll take that as a no...
>>59644Shit, I really want those meme-knives..
If you want to get thorough, it was inspired by my frustration with having to write out in gnome-speak. It suddenly occurred to me that I could effectively end the dialogue if Farzalington happened to have crafted a James Bond esque grenade pen, and for stylization I opted for Farzalington to start talking shit about GM which resulted in the pen malfunctioning and exploding.
>>59645The meme knives are still there, and there are a number of possible avenues to getting them.
Leeroy Jenkins is not one of them.
>>59646I'll get them some day...
As she runs towards the port, Tracy turns her head to glance back at the Starting-Equipment-Devouring city, and silently swears a vow vengeance on that wretched land.
>>59647Well they don't
all have Bond pens, but they do all have something that in certain circumstances can explode
>>59650The Asians do this on occasion. In WWII the Japanese planned to use bomb vests for civilians to die with honor if they were captured during the land invasion the US was considering
>>59651>HonorIt's no fun if there's a reason to it: that's not random enough.
>>59653Now that is a great picture
I think this is my cue to get off.
If I stop to think about it, there is much to say about the event itself. Of course Infernius cast the Earthquake. But that was only because GM, who entirely forgot about distance when the robots had to move from their positions dispersed along the edges of a park presumably as large as the National Mall and all gather together in the same location and could make a full attack the same round, suddenly remembered distance when Infernius's Faggot wanted to engage in melee. The situation never would have happened if Tracy's faggot had stayed with the group rather than wondering off. Or would have communicated something - anything. Or if Infernius hadn't insisted on provoking a fight. And then of course why the hell could Fae not try to grab Trumpaladin if he was riding her? And why the hell couldn't we go with the play through I tried to make in saturday. But maybe it's my fault for making two dice rolls for what should have been one. But whatever. There's nothing to be gained by resentment and arguing any more.
I was dreading that session in the way I dread a lot of sessions. It's not fun any more, it feels like an arms race. With all equipment gained over the past six months gone, it's definitely not worth proceeding.