That Bitch stares at Trump thoughtfully and appraisingly. At several moments she begins to speak, but then stops. Trump isn't sure if she's having difficulty formulating the words/response, or is unsure how to respond at all. At last, she appears to make some sort of mental connection, and her face brightens. She punches in her ID for a few moments, and turns back to Trump.
"You can have both," she says. "At first I was having trouble recalling this collection of knives, but then I remembered the meme that was shared," she says, holding up her ID to show them.
This thread continues the continuing RP thread that has been continuing - essentially every weekend (and much throughout the week) - and now continues. Playersfaggots are welcome to join, and shitposting/bantz - within reason - is open to faggots and spectators. It's D&D 3.5e+ rules (+ = whatever else we throw in), and since there's so many previous threads with far more effective OP descriptions I'll just get back to it.
Looking at the ID, Trump and Tracy can see a still image of a uniformed individual holding Tracy's Efficient Quiver, with a perplexed look on his face, facing the camera man. Pushing the screen, the image plays and displays the man slowly turning the quiver over and a broom closet full of assorted knives, daggers, kunai, and other assorted blades falls out onto the ground, along with a few pieces of ridiculously elaborate jewelry. As the last of the knives falls out on the floor in a pile about 8' around at the base and 3-1/2' tall, the uniformed man looks back at the camera and says, "What the fuck," before the video stops.
Did I mention that Trump is disguised as an Orangutan (a fashionable one named Clyde), and Tracy as a monster truck?
Meanwhile, Torcuil has been on an enjoyable impromptu date with Death, and has had a delightful time of it all. She's much less intimidating in a hoodie and sweat pants,... and without the skull-face (which is really just a mask that goes with the cloak) she's a pretty down to earth chick,... who goes around and collects the souls of the dead vocationally. They walk together through town after a lovely meal, returning to Trump Tower.
Stix and Snek are likewise returning to the Tower, having located Stix' prized dagger from the previous encounter/scrimmage with Thez.
Elsewhere, an adorable filly adds more sticks to her bundle. A statue of Alex Jones sits in the tower, looking very sad. A Yak is busy putting the Gestapo and the Generals through some martial training drills. Thez however,....
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Alright, Fae flies over the the Lizards and gives a mighty roar, and they fly into the city
>>62982>'I'm on the upper spire'
Flying into the city, Trump first notices the veritable moat of zombies along the inside perimeter of the walls, which effectively keeps the lizard-creatures from storming the city. In response to Tracy's missive, Trump can see distant movement on the indicated building/billboard.
>>62986>"We're coming there. Tell the others">>62987
Trumpaladin directs Fae to fly towards the upper spire
>one of the baby dragons runs across and knocks over the Monopoly board, which dispells the magic
"Lenos, could you take... Him? Her?"
Torc picks up the little thing and walks over to Lenos
>"Take care of it yourself, you need practice for you and Death's"
Torc wonders how much of an ass kicking he's gonna get for disappearing.
Meanwhile, in the Ninja-Turtles hideout.
Fae's roar echoes through the city, audible from the remainder of the party's position. The shadowy creature jumps up excitedly and runs from the room.
"Addy wait," Thez tries to stop her with little success. She sighs and looks at Infernius. "She has her father's recklessness."
Alright. So is it safe to say that everyone is following after Thez, or are they still nomming? I mean, I'm sure Infernius is following, but I won't speak for the others.
Torc hands the little dragon to it's father, kicks Snek, and the two follow Thez
Trumpaladin is going to the upper spire, since that is where Tracy said she was. He does not know where Thez is
Fae, Stix, and Trump swoop to the top of the building, where Tracy is wistfully lovin' on dem birbs, the birds themselves acting like oversized parakeets who have literally shit themselves in their excitement. Soon after, a shadowy figure emerges from the rooftop doorway, followed summarily by Thez, Infernius, Torcuil, Snek, and Lenos(?). The shadowy figure, a little shorter than Thez gasps in excitement, and runs up to Fae.
"Wooooooow! What are you?" she says, mystified by Fae's appearance.
"Addy, don't be rude. Pull your hood down if you're going to talk to people."
And with a quick swipe of her hand, she does so.
For the record, Addy is wearing fighting robes that have been enchanted with that Armor of Darkness thing we were geeking on about way back when. The clothing its self is not armor, but it is enchanted such that it can cloak her entirely in shadows at will, which is how she usually goes about it.
... revealing a cherubic caucasian teenager with hair only a few shades off of Thez' (more to the red spectrum) who is entirely wide-eyed at Fae.
Tracy would be with her birdies until something more important was indicated to her.
Tracy is the one everyone is converging on at the moment, still lovin' on dem birbs
"Hi Stix, how was your trip?"
Snek glares at Fae
*Is still playing with birdies*
"So I guess you're all here. Now. I guess its redundant to say that its been a very long time," Thez offers. "Its,... its good to see you all again." She clearly is dealing with a torrent of mixed emotions, all the while keeping one eye on the juvinile in their midst.
Fae blushes in the way she can, and pulls her wings closer to herself.
"Why... hello, young... person. I am a dragonne, a sort of brass dragon-lion hybrid. And I am The Kitty Priestess of Football, American, and Elway. You may call me Fae. I have been sent here from the Gaurdinal Brigade to help spread the Truth of Football in this realm, under this Paladin here, whose patron is Trump.">>62997
"What happened to my Port? My Followers?" Trumpaladin says, almost interrupting
“Interesting. I believe we just melted a ghost of the homosexual variety. But the port is gone, everyone was dead, undead, and anything but alive I suppose.”
"A real live kitty?!" Addy squeeee's in excitement.>>63001
"I take it you saw what is left of the Port then?" Thez sighs. "After you all,... left,... a number of things happened. What remains of the Port came at the hands of a group from the north. They call themselves Zionists. They forged an alliance with Soros, and collectively summoned him back into this world. They didn't attack, not at first anyway, they simply moved from nation to nation, assimilating everything through economics and legalities which frankly, are quite beyond me."
Fae looks around, then moves closer to rub herself against addy.
"What happened to the Empire? The Court City? And who are these 'Zionists'? Are they outsiders? And why didn't the Golden Lady keep Soros at Bay?"
"As their power and influence grew, they reached out to the Court, who with Soros' backing, they turned on and eliminated Kefka. Once that happened, they began a series of invasive decrees, each limiting - on pain of worse than death - the rights and potential of the citizens of the Port. Sparintenar was their first strike point. They were no match."
What a Jewish way to take over the world.
"My men had been zombified. I take it the Court is still un-alive and well?"
"The travel ban only applies to outsiders entering. There's no prohibition against people from this world summoning them here. The Empire was brought under the umbrella of Zion, and as far as I know the Court still remains. My information is limited. I've,... we've been in hiding. Before the Zionists came, rumors started circulating that *I* was responsible for everyone's disappearance, and I was declared an outlaw. I assume that was also the work of the Zionists."
"How have you survived for so long here? The wanted poster alone had enough information to lead us to your location"
"I might have been more able to assist, even being declared an outlaw, except she came," she says, gesturing to Addy, who is now carefully petting Fae, still mystified.
"I always wanted to see a real Kitty Kat, mom says they're the cutest," she absently wonders.>>63010
"Oh, they've always known where I've been. After having a price on my head, I moved here with Kiynen and her eggs. Well, they're not eggs now, but at the time. But from my position, I couldn't interact with the Port or all of the Abyss would be wrought on the citizens. Soros doesn't believe in the death penalty, but he does believe in guilt by association."
"It is only recently that they've taken an interest in our position here,...." she says, with a hint of irritation, as she looks at Addy while sating thus.
"What happened to your men, and to the Gestapo was by decree of the court. Apparently something about Football is diametrically opposed to Gay marriage, which is something of a religion for them. They decided that an example was to be made, this after carting off and enslaving the remainder of the Port."
Fae listens intently, but lets herself be pet and purrs softly
"Well who is she? Is this Infernius's Daughter, Adolphina Preston?"Trumpaladin looks to see if she is indeed a cow human elf dwarf hybrid
"Wait. Kiynen is still here?">>63013
"Those Bastards! You couldn't stop them?"
"So there you have it. Cardishore was destroyed for providing people with hope and excitement, and for associating with Port Barry. Sparintenar was razed for possessing military capacity. Krenshall was also supplying Port Barry, but they were determined,... useful. And even though he has complete control over the world now - excepting this disaster of a city - he's preparing for something bigger. You've seen the mines? They've been extracting at break-neck speeds for months now.">>63014
"I wasn't there. I only heard about it in the aftermath."
A>"Its ADELINE Adolphina Preston Al Thez," Addy says with a bit of pride and satisfaction at the attention."
T>"Yes. This is Addy. She, Kiynen, her sprouts, and this city is essentially all that is left of the world you knew."
A>"What's your name?" Addy says to Trump.
Torc listens to story while glancing around.
He eventually looks at Stix and smiles faintly, remembering a certain stick a certain poner brought him.
Then others the notice he looks like he just saw Soros himself.
And everyone has an aneurysm from trying to decipher what did he mean
"I am the Paladin who follows Trump, so I may be called Trumpaladin. Although Infernius calls me brad and the blue one calls me 'Flashy'">>63015
"What.... what is he planning, do you think?"
"Did Slovenia make it out? Felicia? Any of the Port Citizens?"
Tracy is playing with her birds while her faggot tries to make mobile work. She is visibly listening though, her ears cocked toward the conversation like little satellite dishes.
"that pompous jerk". I guess that makes you "the skinny bastard"?" Addy says, turning to Torcuil. "Are you guys all,... f. friends?"
"They're not gonna die are they?" she whispers to Thez.
"Huh, so I guess she did remember me"
Torcuil snaps out of it and I snap out of my shitty ass Grammer
and looks offended
"The skinny bastard? That's how I'm known?"
Snek is laughing the best a snake can>"My sides can't handle this"
The 30' snek is literally rolling on the floor, tripping Torc...
Thez blushes a bit "Uhm,... I may not have been feeling particularly generous when mentioning you in previous."
"I'm pretty good at living on my own. Not sure about the rest of these guys though." Tracy says
"Demons don't scare me."
"I heard about you too. You're supposed to be all angry and vicious," makes a grrrr face, "but Sammy and Bunbun tell me all I need to know." Addy says with a wink.
"And you're the one mom always cries when she looks at!" she says, pointing to Infernius. Thez' jaw drops at the mention of this.
Torc leans over and whispers to the group minus Tracy
"But this scares her"
Torc then tells Tracy quite bluntly
"You still don't have your bag of knives"
"What've you heard of me? Besides 'pompous' and 'jerk'?
Tracy looks at Torc smugly.
"Actually, I do."
*Whirls cloak to show that it is in fact lined with masterwork-quality daggers*She got them back right before That Bitch dropped us off to get gangraped by niggers.
"What, you do,... I've seen it plenty of times. She's got this whooooooole building dedicated to him. There's these books, and all these square-ish symbols painted throughout,....">>63028
"Well, I heard you were a good person, and that you would never have allowed the jews to take over. That the people would have rallied behind you and beat down the nasty bad guys, and there would have been a game of sorts. Also there was something about not being trustworthy around horses."
>>63026>Mom always crys at>Thez' jaw drops
I'm laughing and sobbing at the same time and I don't know what's more appropriate
"I'll be damned. You win this round">>63030
"Dare I ask what you know about me?"
Stix has a look of confusion to that last part about horses.
Those people needed me. And now they are all gone. We've got to get back to the past as stop the 'Zionists.' If they can dsend us forwards, we can go back. Damn Court City must have been in on it. Speaking of horses, have you heard of a 'Felicia' or 'Slovenia' or 'Trollestia'?"
Upon hearing that first line, Tracy cannot suppress her laughter.
*Laughs in pent-up relief*
She brightens for a moment at the mention. "Yes,... but they've been gone a long time. They were my friends."
"Wha... what happened to them?"
Thez shakes her head at this question, indicating that she knows but will not say, not in front of Addy.
"I,... don't know. Trolly was here a while ago, but she had to leave. Regina and Felicia left long before, saying they had "business". What is this "business" that ppl keep saying?"
"I see.... So of everyone I met, everyone. Felicia, Regina, all of my Generals, everyone in the Port. Baz. Everyone in Sparintenar. Everyone is gone, but the Bitch Dragon not only survived, but reproduced?"
Trumpaladin moves over to place a hand on Fae
"Addy, why don't you go and wash up, let me talk to our guests."
She exaggerates a beleaguered posture while slumping toward the door.
"You guys will still be alive when I wake up right?" Addy asks hopefully, just before the door.
"I have one quick question, has Death ever stopped by to see me or has she been kept busy by Soros?">"That's your question?"
"To be honest I've only got Her and you guys to worry about.">"You fucking NEET"
"I'm sorry, I am not good around children. Fae seems to like her though"
"I'll try!">"Nice kid"
"I always knew you had a soft spot"
"Who can say? Though I am sure that Soros is keeping Death rather busy given the degree of degradation and decay this world is experiencing. You,... 'joined' at the worst possible time.">>63044
Addy looks at Thez, saddened. "Okay...."
T>"He doesn't mean it DD, this is hard for him too."
"Pffft, I'll be fine." Tracy says, reclining on Sams chest
She brightens at this. "Kay!" and then rushes through the door, effectively leaving the scene.
"Please excuse her,... she's been frightfully sheltered her whole life," Thez offers half-assedly.
"But everything I told you is true. Felicia is Soros' private painter, tasked with - and compelled to - mutilate herself to supply paint for yet another portrait. Regina has been tasked with skinning herself, to provide suitably fine leather for Soros' private wardrobe. Oh, they're both charmed to survive the daily ordeal,... physically that is." she sobs a bit at this.
"What. The. Fuck."
Tracy appears bewildered and angered
"Sk-skin herself?! What the fuck?!"
Revealing her broken emotional and mental status, Thez crumbes, her legs giving way beneath her. "Welcome,... to my world," she says, sobbing uncontrollably.
Trumpaladin is very uncertain, but he steps forward, and places a hand on Thez's shoulder
"We've got to undo this. Or at least stop it from escaping this world"
"... yes, and I hear she does so with the same diligence that she ran the mill with."
Regaining her feet. "So this is where we're at. The world is destroyed, under the thumb of arguably the most oppressive tyrant ever imagined. Everything that was good has been destroyed. Everything that everyone worked for," she says, looking to each person in turn, "is gone. Soros set his wrath upon the world,... but evidently that's not enough for him," she says, wiping her face.
"Tough girl..." Tracy says grimly
Tracy hangs her head in a brief pause.
Torc falls on his knees, tears falling from his face.
"I... I brought" >sob
"I bought her here"
"We've been able to hole up here for years, but recently Addy snuck out and was detected. They," she says gesturing inparticularly, "know there is more going on here than me and Kiynen. To what degree, I don't know, but you've seen the welcoming committee."
Stix goes to comfort Torc
For the better part of a minute, Trumpaladin is silent.
He starts again:
"You say they started the mining activity recently?"
"Yes, with great fervor."
"What... What have I done?"
Torc silently vows to personally save Felicia.
"Where... Is Troll?"
"I don't know. She hasn't been here for months, and then it was a short stop. The forests and the natural lands have been under as much a siege as the populated centers. Anything, anyone that doesn't bend to Soros is punished. I can't imagine that she fared any better than most."
"He's planning to conquer more worlds, isn't he?"
"I can't imagine any other purpose, this world is in ruin."
If he's like the real Soros's, he'll try to dissolve the boundaries between the planes themselves.
Torc stands up
"I need a minute"
Snek slithers over to curl up around Stix's
"There's booze," Thez offers half-jokingly.
Tracy, silent, looks down at the sea of lizards and corpses.
Steeling herself. "However. Since you're all here now, there's still a chance."
*Ears-dishes rotate towards her*
"I'm listening." Tracy says, still peering down at the carnage.
Trumpaladin reaches out for someone to pet or hold onto, to calm himself down
Snek is listening and relaying the information to Torc.>"We'll get her buddy, and I'll be with you every step of the way.">"Faggot"
>>63075>grabs a pussy
Kidding, but I thought I'd throw it in there for humor.>>63074
"Well, now we know - to a degree - what happened to everyone, but we don't know why, or how. We can assume that someone amongst those deemed 'unfavorable' had a hand in it. There,... exists magic that can,... undo the overwhelming majority of this,... but it will be exceedingly difficult."
Tread reaching critical posts.
Also, it's giving Lenos a hard time.
Use the "Last 50 posts" button
I like to back read too sometimes...
After silence, Trumpaladin responds almost mechanically
"The unfavorable? I had figured the Court City Official must have done this... They removed us from the timeline just as we were trying to Purge them from Cardishore"
"No, they're not that powerful. Until today, I'd have thought that nothing but a devil was that powerful. I was wrong, but still, therein lies our chance. A devil is
that powerful," she says somberly.
"I think I recall you once said that the Golden Lady - or someone in the Abyss - owed you a favor?"