This thread continues the ongoing RP/Shitposting game. Its based on D&D 3.5e core rules with exceptions made for just about anything. Its essentially a play-by-shitpost RPG with structural additions. Games get hairy on Saturdays, but weekends in general; weekdays are for meta and shitposting.
Most pressing of the situations is that involving Infernius, Trump, and Tracy; the former finds himself being surrounded by robots, while flying robots seem to have cut off his escape. As nimble as Uatchit is, his situation doesn't look good. Trump has fled outside the Cardashil wall, and his pursuit disengaged to secure the perimeter of the city. In short, Cardashil is now a Panopticon. Meanwhile, Tracy - er, a praying mantis who is clearly identifiable as Frank (or any of 3 other identities) - is amongst a throng headed for the teleportation gates along the perimeter of the park area.
Oh yes, and those grenades. One of the robots has char marks and scraping on it.
Meanwhile Stix, Torcuil, Snek, and Thez are having an otherwise constructive conversation in the Tower.
/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
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>>60736
>Mantis
I had her change to a leprechaun a while ago (thus the irish stereotypes).
Is the hole they originally went through at ground level or in the roof?
>Mantis
I had her change to a leprechaun a while ago (thus the irish stereotypes).
Is the hole they originally went through at ground level or in the roof?
[1d20 = 7]
Tracy dives through the hole in the dome and tackles Brad affectionately at full speed.
Spirited Bull Rush
Tracy dives through the hole in the dome and tackles Brad affectionately at full speed.
Spirited Bull Rush
>>60740
Again, though there is an observable overhead presence that is constantly observing, none of the bots seem to care.
Almost like, if you have an ID they DGAF, but if you don't they cook you.
Again, though there is an observable overhead presence that is constantly observing, none of the bots seem to care.
Almost like, if you have an ID they DGAF, but if you don't they cook you.
Reeee! It's a bull rush, not an overrun!
>>60753
"There was nothing I could do. Couldn't even sweep him up because of all of those mailboxes..."
"There was nothing I could do. Couldn't even sweep him up because of all of those mailboxes..."
Now then. While Infernius is Well, he is not technically kill. This is evident by the fact that he's not waking up in the entertron still hungry. Instead, his remains are being collected by waste removal bots.
Tracy successfully reunites with Trump, replete with +3 IDs for full access
Tracy successfully reunites with Trump, replete with +3 IDs for full access
[1d20+21 = 40]
"Let me change your disguise."
Sleight of Hand to slip a card in Brad's pocket.
"Let me change your disguise."
Sleight of Hand to slip a card in Brad's pocket.
Tracy throws some dust in Fae's face that makes her look like a giant goldfish with tarantuala legs, despite having no intention of bringing her along.
>>60762
Tracy does this, while ethereal.
>>60762
Tracy does this, while ethereal.
The Mantis pastor and Bridget were actually characters I made up in my old creative writing class btw.
>>60763
>Fae is now a goldfish with tarantula legs
As Tracy and Trump return to the scene, unmolested by flsmr cuz IDs, they find that what remains of Infernius is being loaded onto a trolley, by a grip of bots with specialized nozzles
>Fae is now a goldfish with tarantula legs
As Tracy and Trump return to the scene, unmolested by flsmr cuz IDs, they find that what remains of Infernius is being loaded onto a trolley, by a grip of bots with specialized nozzles
*flames
I need to break something. Not in game, but in real life. Like really break something.
I remember an episode of Deadliest Catch, season 2, that I watched many years ago where a guy gets pissed off, throws a large plastic tray in the water an starts shooting at it with an assault rifle. I really envy that guy
I remember an episode of Deadliest Catch, season 2, that I watched many years ago where a guy gets pissed off, throws a large plastic tray in the water an starts shooting at it with an assault rifle. I really envy that guy
Screams. But there's no one to hear his screams
>>60787
Mind that the dust that originally changed Brad's appearance still hasn't worn off, so he's currently disguised as an ostrich disguised as an orangutan named Clyde.
This is relevant because if anyone were looking for an ostrich (which some factions probably are), they would recognize the ostrich beneath the orangutan illusion. He could use the hat to solidify the illusion tho, and still roll for a Charisma-based disguised check.
Mind that the dust that originally changed Brad's appearance still hasn't worn off, so he's currently disguised as an ostrich disguised as an orangutan named Clyde.
This is relevant because if anyone were looking for an ostrich (which some factions probably are), they would recognize the ostrich beneath the orangutan illusion. He could use the hat to solidify the illusion tho, and still roll for a Charisma-based disguised check.
*polishes lucky horseshoe*
*checks to see if mimic is still alive, and feeds it a pastrami sandwich from a zip-lock bag*
*checks to see if mimic is still alive, and feeds it a pastrami sandwich from a zip-lock bag*
>>60804
I'm going, but the problem is I'm pic related... which is me all the time.
Also I'll be on mobile the whole day
I'm going, but the problem is I'm pic related... which is me all the time.
Also I'll be on mobile the whole day
>>60812
A shazbot positions its self in between Tracy and the scene.
"ALL OF YOU PLEASE STAY BACK FOR YOUR SAFETY." The bot monotones.
A shazbot positions its self in between Tracy and the scene.
"ALL OF YOU PLEASE STAY BACK FOR YOUR SAFETY." The bot monotones.
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[1d20+6 = 10]
>>60813
"~Vrooooooooooom Vrooooooooom!"
Diplomacy check to convince the wheel-lets to stand aside while a real machine handles the cleanup.
I'm that bored..
>>60813
"~Vrooooooooooom Vrooooooooom!"
Diplomacy check to convince the wheel-lets to stand aside while a real machine handles the cleanup.
I'm that bored..
>>60817
Tracy realizes she's being an idiot, and moves away from the center of action and parks herself in an alley as she considers her next course of action.
She checks Gorplemonger's ID-thingy.
Tracy realizes she's being an idiot, and moves away from the center of action and parks herself in an alley as she considers her next course of action.
She checks Gorplemonger's ID-thingy.
>>60818
She also takes note that the bot was able to detect the IDs in her back, and stops to consider that carrying extra IDs might reveal her in the presence of non-robot creatures.
She also takes note that the bot was able to detect the IDs in her back, and stops to consider that carrying extra IDs might reveal her in the presence of non-robot creatures.
>>60820
"Um, ugh.." Tracy trails off, not deciding against attempting to conceal her stolen electronics.
"Um, ugh.." Tracy trails off, not deciding against attempting to conceal her stolen electronics.
The IDs display a lengthy explanation of the incident moments ago. It claims that Infernius and Trump were participants of the Arena level who had managed to reach the city level. It also makes an additional reminder to keep one's ID on themselves at all times, as there were several participants who had neglected to do so, offering meager condolences to anyone who may have known whomever it was.
>>60823
Does it show any indication of knowing exactly who it was that failed to keep their IDs with them (important, because I was intending to potentially assume their identities later on)?
>It claims that Infernius and Trump
Does it mention them by name, or does it mention 'some red cow and an ostrich?'
"Arena level..? I wonder what that could be..." Tracy ponders, trying to wrap her head around the scope of the dome's security communications
Does it show any indication of knowing exactly who it was that failed to keep their IDs with them (important, because I was intending to potentially assume their identities later on)?
>It claims that Infernius and Trump
Does it mention them by name, or does it mention 'some red cow and an ostrich?'
"Arena level..? I wonder what that could be..." Tracy ponders, trying to wrap her head around the scope of the dome's security communications
>>60824
"I'm not entirely sure.." Tracy says, fidgeting with Gorplemonger's device.
"Whatever it is, it has some kind of news message on it: it looks like the whole city knows we're here."
"I'm not entirely sure.." Tracy says, fidgeting with Gorplemonger's device.
"Whatever it is, it has some kind of news message on it: it looks like the whole city knows we're here."
>>60825
No. Frank, Otto, Alfonso, and ??? were all quite squishy and were reduced to ash quite readily, due to their clothing, as well as whatever cosmetics and/or hair-products they may have been using. I didn't really come up with a back-story for them, I was hoping I could shirk that. In any case, they were beyond identification by the administration.
>>60826
That's an inaccurate statement
No. Frank, Otto, Alfonso, and ??? were all quite squishy and were reduced to ash quite readily, due to their clothing, as well as whatever cosmetics and/or hair-products they may have been using. I didn't really come up with a back-story for them, I was hoping I could shirk that. In any case, they were beyond identification by the administration.
>>60826
That's an inaccurate statement
Tracy backs further into the alley, making sure she's out of sight from the crowd.
>>60829
Tracy is only as clever as her faggot, so she's still on alert, considering the possibility that other residents might be aware of their break in.
I didn't really care to use their disguises, it was just a fallback idea.
>>60830
"Will you promise me you won't be mad?"
>>60829
Tracy is only as clever as her faggot, so she's still on alert, considering the possibility that other residents might be aware of their break in.
I didn't really care to use their disguises, it was just a fallback idea.
>>60830
"Will you promise me you won't be mad?"
>>60831
I assume that Tracy gave Trump one of the IDs, cuz I can't think why he wouldn't be getting set on fire. In that event, Trump's ID displays the same information.
I assume that Tracy gave Trump one of the IDs, cuz I can't think why he wouldn't be getting set on fire. In that event, Trump's ID displays the same information.
>>60832
*tosses him off of her back and sits on him*
"It's some kind of ID card. I'm not really sure how it works, but it seems like the robots will believe you're one of the residents while you're carrying it, as far as can tell."
>>60833
Tracy slipped one in his pocket without him knowing, but it would've binged by now to alert him of it.
*tosses him off of her back and sits on him*
"It's some kind of ID card. I'm not really sure how it works, but it seems like the robots will believe you're one of the residents while you're carrying it, as far as can tell."
>>60833
Tracy slipped one in his pocket without him knowing, but it would've binged by now to alert him of it.
>>60834
I'm guessing Trumpaladin would finally notice the ID in his pocket, so he pulls it out
"How did this get there?
So these IDs... Why do you have 3 of them?"
I'm guessing Trumpaladin would finally notice the ID in his pocket, so he pulls it out
"How did this get there?
So these IDs... Why do you have 3 of them?"
>>60833
Tracy curiously fidgets with the device some more, using her floating hands (claws retracted).
Is there any information available on it other than the notifications that just popped up? Perhaps a map for local residents?
Tracy curiously fidgets with the device some more, using her floating hands (claws retracted).
Is there any information available on it other than the notifications that just popped up? Perhaps a map for local residents?
>>60840
*smushes*
"I stole them." Tracy says flatly
"I subtly picked the cards out of the pockets of several individuals in the plaza and watched contently as the mailboxes reduced them to piles of fine powder."
*smushes*
"I stole them." Tracy says flatly
"I subtly picked the cards out of the pockets of several individuals in the plaza and watched contently as the mailboxes reduced them to piles of fine powder."
>>60839
Yes, there's a fully indexed section with information, I'm just having difficulty with descriptions at the moment. Additionally, my persistent critical nature is more active than usual. the part of me that says "ITS SHIT!"
Yes, there's a fully indexed section with information, I'm just having difficulty with descriptions at the moment. Additionally, my persistent critical nature is more active than usual. the part of me that says "ITS SHIT!"
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>>60842
No worries.
Tracy takes a while, fidgeting and trying to figure out how to handle the device (despite being able to hold weapons easily, she's still not used to having fingers), and takes a peak at the bots cleaning up Infernius's remains.
>>60843
Brad feels a ripple in Tracy's plot from his position, indicating that the mare just made a movement to shrug.
No worries.
Tracy takes a while, fidgeting and trying to figure out how to handle the device (despite being able to hold weapons easily, she's still not used to having fingers), and takes a peak at the bots cleaning up Infernius's remains.
>>60843
Brad feels a ripple in Tracy's plot from his position, indicating that the mare just made a movement to shrug.
>>60846
"Yes." Trumpaladin responds with a bit of anger, but otherwise seems enraptured by the device. Without looking up, he says "did you do anything else?"
"Yes." Trumpaladin responds with a bit of anger, but otherwise seems enraptured by the device. Without looking up, he says "did you do anything else?"
>>60847
"Not really. You and Infernius showed up just afterwards.. and then that happened..." Tracy says, grimly gesturing towards the smoldering pile in the plaza
"Not really. You and Infernius showed up just afterwards.. and then that happened..." Tracy says, grimly gesturing towards the smoldering pile in the plaza
>>60849
"You mean the fatass who was speaking in the square earlier?"
*smushes with fat ass*
"Not much, except it looks like the hierarchy is pretty clear around here. It seems generally lawful. I see why Susan's colleagues like it around here."
>>60851
I didn't bother to pick which one, let's say Frank's.
She's currently holding Gorplemonger's device, since Tracy's faggot thinks of it like some kind of trophy.
"You mean the fatass who was speaking in the square earlier?"
*smushes with fat ass*
"Not much, except it looks like the hierarchy is pretty clear around here. It seems generally lawful. I see why Susan's colleagues like it around here."
>>60851
I didn't bother to pick which one, let's say Frank's.
She's currently holding Gorplemonger's device, since Tracy's faggot thinks of it like some kind of trophy.
>>60851
Trumpaladin trues to collect any parts of these remains, while at the same time trying to figure out how to operate the device
Trumpaladin trues to collect any parts of these remains, while at the same time trying to figure out how to operate the device
>>60853
Ur still under her ass.
Tracy does get up, let him on her back, and advance after the trolley while ethereal tho.
Ur still under her ass.
Tracy does get up, let him on her back, and advance after the trolley while ethereal tho.
>>60855
Hopefully horse can do that with no hands on the reins. Is riding a horse while texting dangerous?
Hopefully horse can do that with no hands on the reins. Is riding a horse while texting dangerous?
>>60857
If you wanna be insufferably meta about it, you'd have to make various ride or even concentration checks to do shit while mounted, but he's not in control anyway, so it's fine for him to sit back and shitpost as a passenger.
If you wanna be insufferably meta about it, you'd have to make various ride or even concentration checks to do shit while mounted, but he's not in control anyway, so it's fine for him to sit back and shitpost as a passenger.
>>60856
There will be no traps in the game, IDC what Wizards decided to include
>>60855
Finishing their task, the cleaning bots and trolley venture to one of the available gates. They're designed such that whatever activates the gates does so automatically and without apparent input. Unfortunately, since the process is automated Tracy is unable to tail the trolley through the gate.
There will be no traps in the game, IDC what Wizards decided to include
>>60855
Finishing their task, the cleaning bots and trolley venture to one of the available gates. They're designed such that whatever activates the gates does so automatically and without apparent input. Unfortunately, since the process is automated Tracy is unable to tail the trolley through the gate.
>>60856
"That Bitch mentioned something about some guys breaking into the museum; it seems security has been uptight because of that too. I wouldn't rule out the idea that they could be the same faggots who robbed us." Tracy says, gnashing her razor-sharp teeth
"Think of it. This a lawful city, full of squishy targets with more money than they know what to do with, and a security system that could work for you if you know the right tricks: it's an assassin's paradise." Tracy continues, her tone a bit too upbeat for comfort.
"That Bitch mentioned something about some guys breaking into the museum; it seems security has been uptight because of that too. I wouldn't rule out the idea that they could be the same faggots who robbed us." Tracy says, gnashing her razor-sharp teeth
"Think of it. This a lawful city, full of squishy targets with more money than they know what to do with, and a security system that could work for you if you know the right tricks: it's an assassin's paradise." Tracy continues, her tone a bit too upbeat for comfort.
>>60859
[reeeeees at unresponsive gate]
"Well.. That's going nowhere.." she says, stamping her hoof in frustration
[reeeeees at unresponsive gate]
"Well.. That's going nowhere.." she says, stamping her hoof in frustration
After materializing, Tracy ducks into an alley and turns around discreetly, to spot if the crowd that stampeded earlier is still there.
>>60867
"I hope so.." Tracy says, letting out an impatient sigh
>>60867
"I hope so.." Tracy says, letting out an impatient sigh
>>60859
Are there any other cleaning bots anywhere? Did you say that the gate the trolley went through is closed?
Are there any other cleaning bots anywhere? Did you say that the gate the trolley went through is closed?
>>60869
The cleaning bots also depart through the gate. The gate automatically activates for the bots, opening and closing as the bot proceeds through using an automated system. While it was designed with efficiency in mind, it prevents individuals from accessing restricted and/or dangerous areas.
The cleaning bots also depart through the gate. The gate automatically activates for the bots, opening and closing as the bot proceeds through using an automated system. While it was designed with efficiency in mind, it prevents individuals from accessing restricted and/or dangerous areas.
>>60869
I think it's like a teleportation circle that activate on a trigger, with a racial aspect of the cleaning bots as the device activation.
I think it's like a teleportation circle that activate on a trigger, with a racial aspect of the cleaning bots as the device activation.
>>60870
It'd be pure bullshit if I attempted to take 10 to emulate the bots' race with a Use Magick Device check, wouldn't it?
Tracy looks back to observe the crowd, particularly looking out for That Bitch and the uniformed personnel
It'd be pure bullshit if I attempted to take 10 to emulate the bots' race with a Use Magick Device check, wouldn't it?
Tracy looks back to observe the crowd, particularly looking out for That Bitch and the uniformed personnel
Tracy lurks closer to the crowd, using her ability too phase through buildings and maintain stealth.
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>>60882
Infernius is still quite unconscious, so nothing at the moment. I'm trying to determine when he would regain consciousness, and what situation he would find himself in when he does.
Infernius is still quite unconscious, so nothing at the moment. I'm trying to determine when he would regain consciousness, and what situation he would find himself in when he does.
>>60886
Please don't shitpost until we get Tracy's knives back.. but then please shitpost super hard.
Please don't shitpost until we get Tracy's knives back.. but then please shitpost super hard.
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>>60888
Trumpaladin checks out anything that looks like social media of any kind at all. Now, about these accounts. Can you make more of them? Is he limited to Frank's? Is it possible to have several? Are any forms anonymous or use pseudonyms?
>>60887
>Delete your account
>please stop tweeting
>president's shouldn't tweet
>your blackberry is the greatest threat to the free world
>56% of people polled want Donald Trump to stop tweeting
Pic
Trumpaladin checks out anything that looks like social media of any kind at all. Now, about these accounts. Can you make more of them? Is he limited to Frank's? Is it possible to have several? Are any forms anonymous or use pseudonyms?
>>60887
>Delete your account
>please stop tweeting
>president's shouldn't tweet
>your blackberry is the greatest threat to the free world
>56% of people polled want Donald Trump to stop tweeting
Pic
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>>60884
>Infernius dreams that he has somehow become a one-dimensional being trapped on a sheet of paper. He senses himself being written on by a faceless being, folded, and placed in a mailbox. Surrounded only by paper and darkness in his prison in a place between pages, he futilely rages against his paste bindings. Unable to move, he can only scream into the darkness of his envelope, trapped in postal limbo for Hitler knows how long.
>Infernius dreams that he has somehow become a one-dimensional being trapped on a sheet of paper. He senses himself being written on by a faceless being, folded, and placed in a mailbox. Surrounded only by paper and darkness in his prison in a place between pages, he futilely rages against his paste bindings. Unable to move, he can only scream into the darkness of his envelope, trapped in postal limbo for Hitler knows how long.
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[1d20+24 = 36]
>>60897
Tracy stealthily lurks closer (juanting where she can) as she continues to gather information, moving as discretely as a monster truck carrying an orangutan can move
Rolling to Sneak closer
>>60897
Tracy stealthily lurks closer (juanting where she can) as she continues to gather information, moving as discretely as a monster truck carrying an orangutan can move
Rolling to Sneak closer
>>60899
*un-opened letters fly around Infernius like a flock of harpies, diving and tormenting him with gruesome paper-cuts all over his body*
Which is a mental projection of the excruciating pain his body is in in the real world.
*un-opened letters fly around Infernius like a flock of harpies, diving and tormenting him with gruesome paper-cuts all over his body*
Which is a mental projection of the excruciating pain his body is in in the real world.
[1d20+10 = 24]
>>60904
>magic device
It's a fucking smart phone. Not a wand. But whatever, since he has a vastly higher charisma bonus.
>>60904
>magic device
It's a fucking smart phone. Not a wand. But whatever, since he has a vastly higher charisma bonus.
>>60905
It's not the first time he's shitposted with a tablet-shaped device, so he'd get a +2 bonus on top of that.
He's got it figured out.
It's not the first time he's shitposted with a tablet-shaped device, so he'd get a +2 bonus on top of that.
He's got it figured out.
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I g2g for a while, sorry.
>>60929
Fuck, you really threw me with the Ohgie story. I went on a half hour rant to Lenos' faggot about how I deliberately avoid tragic elements like that cuz feels
Fuck, you really threw me with the Ohgie story. I went on a half hour rant to Lenos' faggot about how I deliberately avoid tragic elements like that cuz feels
>>60927
I fucked up.
"I would.. It's just I'm not sure exactly where they went..." Tracy says, unsure..
I fucked up.
"I would.. It's just I'm not sure exactly where they went..." Tracy says, unsure..
>>60937
"Oh no no no, my little pony. It's not about what I found out. It's about what the world shall soon find out."
Trumpaladin's thumbs hover dangerously over the super weapon, as he ponders its power""
"Oh no no no, my little pony. It's not about what I found out. It's about what the world shall soon find out."
Trumpaladin's thumbs hover dangerously over the super weapon, as he ponders its power""
>>60935
I'm not entirely sure I understand how anything around here works, but Tracy advances forward and attempts to phase through the gate/floor/wherever she's told.
You steer her, because I don't think I understand the layout anymore..
I'm not entirely sure I understand how anything around here works, but Tracy advances forward and attempts to phase through the gate/floor/wherever she's told.
You steer her, because I don't think I understand the layout anymore..
>>60942
I think the other floors are beneath the main one, with the park area having solid matter beneath it, and the other areas more likely to have other floors
I think the other floors are beneath the main one, with the park area having solid matter beneath it, and the other areas more likely to have other floors
>>60948
Well technically the party is unaware of Oohgie,... but I can definitely work him into upcoming developments.
>>60945
No
>>60949
Trash, waste, and excess material is sent to a processing facility, where its properties are analyzed and recycled for optimum efficiency. I'm figuring that Infernius will wake up in a bit of an unfavorable situation
Well technically the party is unaware of Oohgie,... but I can definitely work him into upcoming developments.
>>60945
No
>>60949
Trash, waste, and excess material is sent to a processing facility, where its properties are analyzed and recycled for optimum efficiency. I'm figuring that Infernius will wake up in a bit of an unfavorable situation
>>60951
Tracy looks at her device, desperately searching for the area where her beloved cutlery may have been stored.
She begins by searching for where the front gate is situated in relation to them.
Is she able to find anything about the "arena level"?
*is still sinking through the floor because Brad told her to*
Tracy looks at her device, desperately searching for the area where her beloved cutlery may have been stored.
She begins by searching for where the front gate is situated in relation to them.
Is she able to find anything about the "arena level"?
*is still sinking through the floor because Brad told her to*
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