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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>>59908"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
>>59909*fluff cancels out noises completely*
*tendril creeps across the room and locks door*
"Let's become
one, ~Flaaaaashy...!"
*room is entirely consumed by fluff*
>>59911*RUNS AS FAR AND AS FAST AS HE IS ABLE*
"ELWAY SAVE ME!"
>>59910Your baptisms could never hope to stop the fluff, only delay it.
>>59912You run down a blue corridor, but the door only seems to be getting further away somehow. The room seems to be getting visibly darker, and.. softer.
A frightening aura emanate from behind you.
"It's been a while since we've had some privacy together like this, ~Flaaaaaaaaaashy...!"
>>59917*door gets further and further away until the entire corridor visibly deteriorates into fluffy madness*
*more
things grab each of your other limbs*
*the room darkens*
"~Flaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....!" echoes ominously behind
>>59918"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!"
Trumpaladin turns and rips into the fluffy walls of the corridor with both hands, hoping to rip an entry to free himself
>>59919>implying you can escape*darkness intensifies*
*
things violently grab at parts of your body from every direction, stripping various pieces of plating and clothing from you until you're in your boxers; you hear a subtle hissing sound*
Then suddenly, it stops, the space around you is almost too dark too see anything at all, and it's imposible to even tell what direction s up anymore, and a certain "warmness" begins to creep up from your legs to your waist.
The malignant aura however, has only grown to horrifying proportions
"
We missed you.. ~Flaaaaashy...!" echoes an alien but horrifyingly familiar voice, from a direction you assume is behind you
>>59920"Fuck"
He cries out to Fae to help him, as she did last time
>"Fae, help me!">"Is this another one of your sexual escapades turned against you?>"Uh, No...">"It's Tracy again isn't it?">"Maybe">"....">"Uh... Fae?">"Help yourself this time">"Fae? Fae?"He can almost hear a phone clicking noise
>>59921He knows what may save him. Holy water, to burn away the fluff. But the big water coolers of Gatorade are far away, separated by impenetrable walls of fluffiness. There would be no accessing it. Nor did he bother to bottle any containers of holy water - water, blessed by Elway himself, and with the electrolytes plants crave.
But wait, he's a Paladin! He can bless water himself! Yes, that's it, he'll bless water himself! Now, for the bottles of water, where are they. He didn't pack any. Oh bother. But... Flasks of alcohol! Blessed alcohol like the Russians. Wait. Where is his robe? Did the vile tendrils of the fluff monster remove it already? Damn! He's out of fluids. Except... he
isn't out of fluids yet, now is he?
Trumpaladin knew what he had to do
>>59921*[the fluffy
warmth quickly spreads up from your waist to your chest, to you neck, until if feels that only your flace is exposed*
You boxers seem as though they've
vanished somehow, and the fluffiness seeps into every corner of your body.
The space around you is almost entirely dark, with only a dim blue light allowing a subtle view of strange amorphous shadows shifting all around you. You thrash with all of your might, but you find it increasingly difficult to move at all. The more you move, the more it drains you as the fluff constricts you.
lurking around in a space between spaces, you sense an aura, no several(?), lurking around in the unknown like sharks after dusk, circling you at an alarming speed.
"
We've waited a ~looooooooooong time for you, ~Flaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaashy....! We've been ~sooooooooooooo lonely....! the voice(s?) echo from an indeterminate direction
>>59922*fluff curls in a spiraling fashion around penor*
"
Don't hold back now.. ~Flaaashy...!" hisses an alarmingly familiar voice before you
>>59924*unintelligible cackling*
>>59925"BY THE POWER OF ELWAY, I COMMAND THEE TO RELEASE ME, DEMON!"
>>59926[Insane laughter echoes all around through the darkness]
"
Soon.. soon.. you will be free...!"
The warm fluffiness wraps around you oppressively, fibers gripping to you skin. You find it increasingly difficult to breath.
"
Freeeeeee.....!" hissses the alien voice
>>59927"Gahhhh.... Show yourself to me! I find freedom in the light and truth of Elway"
>>59928*Crushing pressure intensifies*
At this point, you hear nothing but fuzzy static. The tendrils curling around you body have tightened to a point that is no longer comfy.. as you try to speak again, fluff pours into your mouth in a way that should choke you, but doesn't somehow.
As you're forced to inhale more and more fluff, the fibers creeping across your face spread until only your eyeballs remain exposed.
[Unintelligible hissing]
>>59930You don't even know.
*Hairs seep into pores in your skin, painlessly, but dreadfully noticably*
"~Flaaaaaaaaaaaaaasheeeeee....!" echoes a distant voice through your mind
>>59933As you fight against the restraints, they seem to tighten further, only to suddenly lessen.
Your body feels light and strong, and your able to move again slightly, but a certain familiar warmness seems to be spreading through the core of your body.
>>59933With the brief moment of freedom granted him, his uses his free hand to grab his genitals, and utters a secret prayer as his mouth is free
>>59936*Warmth creeps towards your very bones*
The tightness has vanished around your lower body, and you feel.. light and free somehow.
>>59935The twisting maelstrom around your penor feels less restrictive, as if your whole body we're surrounded and penetrated by a mystical softness.
>>59937Trumpaladin struggles free, and tries to move forward
>>59936As you shout, you realize that you are no longer being forced to inhale fluff, but
breathing it.
>>59938You binding fade away and you move "forward" freely sifting through the warm softness, only to wonder exactly where you're going
>>59939"Gah!"
>>59940Forward. Trumpaladin moves forward. Far enough, and he shall be free
>>59941You tread deeper into the darkness, the alien warmth having completely permeated your being.
It's cozy as fuck.
In the far, far distance, you hear a faint humming.
>>59942To move away, or towards the humming? Away, surely. No creature, living or not in this cozy hell could be good. RUN AWAY!
>run
And so, you turn away, treading through the fluff freely in a way that feels more like wading than running. You can't see shit and the weightlessness of the realm around you is disorienting, being unable to tell which direction is up, if there is an up...
In the back of your head, you feel a slight pain, as if something heavy and hard were weighing down inside your skull.
>>59945>"~Flaaaaaaaaaaasheeeeeee...!"Calls a distant voice inside your head
>"We've been waiting for you..." >>59947>"We miss you, Flashy..."Beckons the voice
You feel a dragging motion in your skull
>>59948[A cacophony of echoing giggling emanates from every direction]
>"You're so cute, ~Flaaashy..." >>59951"Who are you! Show yourself!"
>>59950The voice does not respond to this, but the pulling sensation in your skull intensifies to a painfully degree
You other bones begin to experience a similar tug, in various directions, though not nearly as intense as the griphold on your skull
>>59953"Gah! What do you want from me?"
>>59952[Demented laughter]
>"It's you who's hiding, ~Flaaashy..!">>59954>"We've been wanting to see you again for so long..."Once again, you feel a presence lurking around in the darkness
Holy shit, I had all this crap written out, but I'm dying of exhaustion.
Until next time, faggot.
>>59955Trumpaladin raises his hand towards the presence and forms the sign of the Football.
"Stay back!"