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.
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>>60848The cleaning bots finish loading Infernius onto the trolley, then proceed to clean up the remains of the other victims.
>>60850Yes. Uh, which ID did Tracy give him?
>>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."
>>60851I 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.
>>60851Trumpaladin trues to collect any parts of these remains, while at the same time trying to figure out how to operate the device
>>60853Scratch that, just stay near and follow the trolley
>>60853Ur still under her ass.
Tracy does get up, let him on her back, and advance after the trolley while ethereal tho.
>>60852"Susan's colleagues? The transgender elves got in?"
>>60855Hopefully horse can do that with no hands on the reins. Is riding a horse while texting dangerous?
>>60857If 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.
>>60856There will be no traps in the game, IDC what Wizards decided to include
>>60855Finishing 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.
>>60859[reeeeees at unresponsive gate]
"Well.. That's going nowhere.." she says, stamping her hoof in frustration
>>60859I still find it funny to call him Susan though.
>>60859Look up waste management on device
>>60860"So hopefully we can find those fuckers who took our money and get it back"
>>60864"Any idea where my knives could be?" Tracy asks, peaking over her shoulder
>>60865[snorts smoke in agreement]
>>60866"They must have a central location for confiscated weapons"
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
>>60859Are there any other cleaning bots anywhere? Did you say that the gate the trolley went through is closed?
>>60869The 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.
>>60869I think it's like a teleportation circle that activate on a trigger, with a racial aspect of the cleaning bots as the device activation.
>>60870It'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.
>>60870Can Trumpaladin access Social on his device?
>>60875Sorry i fell asleep last night.
>>60874Except he's not in the Entertron
>>60877Its all good, I haven't been at my best lately
>>60876>his deviceWell he got over that quickly.
>>60880No, he's completely incapacitated
>>60876Like,... twitter for example?
>>60881>>60878Describe what i see (if i can)
>>60882Infernius 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.
>>60881>Like TwitterDo you know what happens when you give Trump a blackberry?
>>60886Please don't shitpost until we get Tracy's knives back.. but then please shitpost super hard.
>>60888Trumpaladin 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 tweetingPic
>>60888What's the status on That Bitch and her lackeys?
>>60892Look for Tracy's blades first.
>>60894"Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee *whispers* will me ever see thez again?"
>>60894Thanks, I needed that
>>60895That Bitch is mingling with some of the apparently more prominent individuals, using the opportunity to network and associate.
>>60896Awwww
>>60898"Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
[1d20+24 = 36]>>60897Tracy 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.
[1d20+5 = 13]
Wisdom check on how to opperate these accounts