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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>>61662Torc seems slightly surprised by Death's response
"Yeah, you can come. I wouldn't mind the company."
>>61701>"I fucking swear if you start singing again.""Let me guess, you dangle me over the side again?"
>>61724Stix snickers at Torc’s remark, especially at the fact it happened before. He starts picturing how it would play out.
>>61726“Do you know what kind of trouble awaits us at this city?”
>>61727My guess would be the fun type
*malicious chuckle*
>>61727"Trouble? My best guess is McRib, Stabby, and M'liege pissed off the locals."
>>61729“And should the locals fight us, what would we be up against?”
Someone abused my pet/apprentice there will be blood or ash
*rubs hands maliciously*
>>61730"Er, a very well... trained... military...
Wanna help me inspect the cannons? I have a feeling we could need them."
>>61731Stix takes a step away from lenos.
>>61732“Good idea. I haven’t operated one before. If you can show me the ropes I’m sure I can get the hang of it.”
>>61736"Oh operating them is the easiest part. Hell, even Mr. Snek can do it."
>"Is that an insult?""Anyway. I wanna inspect them, because one just recently exploded in the middle of a battle."
>>61737“That ought to ruin your day. Let’s make sure that doesn’t happen again.”
Follows Torc
>>61738Torc heads over too the first cannon
"So, what do you think of our strange group so far?"
>>61739“You are all insane, but I guess I fit in well. What a welcome though... a ninja bombs me, you fall in from the roof, and things have been mayhem from there. But I like it so far. What are your thoughts on it?”
>>61740"Eh, I've only been killed once by them so I guess I can't complain. But they're nice, and definitely insane."
As everyone gets bored of waiting, and as the short fellow behind the counter gets increasingly anxious, his ID suddenly makes a "Ding". Upon hearing this, the fellow gets observably relieved. He looks up at Tracy and Trump and smiles with a hint of malice.
>cast Teleport Greater
"So long fuckers!" and disappears with a bang.
This was most unexpected, particularly for That Bitch, who had likewise gotten tired of waiting on what should have been a relatively simple process. The attendant is now absent, and Tracy, Trump, and That Bitch, are standing in this waiting-room wondering what just happened.
>>61742"It's a fucking Transgender Elf, isn't it?"
At the same time the airship, which has been making expedient progress toward Sparintenar, arrives. I could force those in attendance to struggle through the requisite dialogues to determine where their actual destination is, but that strikes me as cumbersome especially since I overloaded myself with multitasking. Tl;dr, the airship team determines - not before Thez assumed Infernius' appearance by way of her disguise mask - that they went to Cardashil.
>>61746Trumpaladin says to That Bitch
"Well shit. The gender benders struck here too. Well can we check and see if the knives are still there?"
Lenos starts pacing the deck impatiently grumbling to himself about his pet i mean apprentice
>>61746Now how in the hell could they possibly determine that?
>>61749Forcefiully. Thez is of the mind to assert/demand "Where did I go", since she's currently displaying Infernius' appearance. This would have startled and confused the Spartans present, but it would been a matter of minutes not hours to determine 'which fucking wy'.
[1d20+23 = 28]
"Yo yo ho and a bottle of ruuuuum"
>"Here we go again"
Snek hangs Torc over the edge of the ship
>>61752"You think this can stop me?
Fifteen men on the whole ships list..."
>>61752Holds back some laughter
“Hey now Mr Snek... that’s not how you handle this. We have a brig right?”
Can’t hold back laughing anymore
Continues grumbling to self getting more and more agitated and starts to smoke with the heat of his building anger "WHATS TAKING SO LONG TORC I NEED TO KILL SOMETHING"
>>61755"We'll be there soon enough." Torc says from his upisde position off the ship
>>61755Glares at everyone on the airship
>>61755“Umm... are you supposed to be giving off smoke like that?” he says with noticeable concern
>>61757Backs away slowly
>>61755>>61758Shrugs shoulders and looks for something alcoholic to drink
I'm sorry for being such a gay lil' fuck today.. a bunch of shit came up...
Could I get a quick rundown?
>>61760The Lady was being kind and led us to the warehouse where Tracy's knives are. But then the guard there teleported away, so he's probably a transgender elf. We don't know if the knives are still there or not
>>61763*hugs horsey to calm her*
"There there little pony. We'll track them all down and brutally murder them, don't you worry"
*pats her head*
>>61760Also torc snek thez stix and lenos are heading for cardashil on the airship
>>61765Did someone call for them?
>>61766Nope! We need to hurry up and get our work done before those chucklefucks fuck every thing up
>>61766Thez has magic’d your location via Infernius dream and has called us there to aid
>>61767So, what's the current situation?
Can Tracy explore the warehouse?
>>61766In a sense enferniuos is unconscious and thez is flipping out as well as lenos and they are now out for blood thez knows something is wrong becaise of her empathic link with enferniuos
>>61771On the airship heading for cardashil
"welp I need sleep"
Torc decides to sleep for the rest of the voyage to reset his spells
>>61771On the ship with the rest of us, headed you way fast
Is Tracy/Brad still in disguise?
>>61769I do not know. Trumpaladin is wait for That Bitch to respond and to lead us to the knives - if they are still there - herself
>>61775Brad is, but That Bitch unambiguously knows it is Trumpaladin. I am less sure if she knows Tracy is Tracy. She acts like she does not, but I am unsure
>>61766Infernius did, in a dream
>>61771On the airship, which is essentially arriving at Cardashil, after a brief stop at Sparintenar where they had to determine that Infernius, Tracy and Trump weren't there, and where they went.
>>61773Real sleep, or character sleep?
>>61775Yes. They're currently at the reception desk where one would otherwise retrieve their belongings, except when Tracy and Trump entered and asked, the short guy in robes got all scared and awkward. No one picked up on it, they thought that was normal, and so they sat there waiting, while the short fellow in the robe, who was the same illusionist who pulled a fast on in the temple, was able to stall and allow his accomplices to escape. Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego.
I'm only barely conscious, tbh...
>>61779Can you throw ice water on yourself to keep going? Or do you think you will be ok?
>>61778To the Bitch
"Well you want to search the warehouse and assess the damage?"
>not stabbing every NPC first and asking questions laterAnd you call yourselves murder hobos.
>>61781"I want to check things out anyway."
>>61778Character sleep, you aren't getting rid of me that easy
>>61782Trumpaladin appears anxious. It's not abnormal, but he is definitely anxious
"Go ahead, little pony. If the Lady allows you anyways. I need to get to Infernius"
>>61785Fucking rude.
But not tonight, I'll fucking chug caffeine if I have too
>>61790Like in the next bed?
Did we forget to tell you the airship has beds?
Tracy follows That Bitch.
>>61791Yep. You guys forgot. I was picturing those hammocks and Stix would be on the floor next to him. But a bed works nice. He takes a bed nearby.
>>61794Or rather, is the entrance to the warehouse visible?
>>61795We need to get better at telling you things.
"Night Hoers"
>>61798“Sleep well meme magician.”
*looks around awkwardly as faggot tries to make sense of things*
[1d20+20 = 34]>>61800*Picks up pony to cradle*
>>61801I thought he left?
*Tries to read through thread*
>tfw when i just lost 20 pounds of hair.
>>61805Sorry for being so long.
I had to get the knots out and my dad was on the pc.
>>61805Nah it's fine, hair can be a bit of a bitch.
>>61809I meant that for
>>61806Also, before we start...
Hi /overboard/, sorry about the
>rape >>61810If you are reading this join us you faggots.
I'm getting ready to pass out...
>>61812Darn it. Well, goodnight. See you next time
>>61813>>61812Drink some coffee you faggot.
>>61812Night faggot, see ya later
I'll lurk for a bit longer.
>>61816Drink some coffee you faggot.
>>61816>>61812Trumpaladin starts rocking the pony back and forth, and nuzzles the pony
>>61818*Faggot trades life-span to muster up the energy for one last post*
*Sits*
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>>61819Today especially, and entirely in spite of every intention, careful plan, and expressive and meticulous agenda, I has those feels.
>>61778First off, I wasn't paying attention at first because I was busy enjoying my Tracy impression.
Second, it's super subtle at first. This guy is at work and not paying attention on his phone when he's approached by a VIP and two other people. There's a description that when he looks up he is "confused" and "his face flashes for a moment with alarm." But the very next words are "while That Bitch is impatiently looking at her own ID." The logical conclusion is that he looked up and saw that the woman who owns his boss is present, and he was embarrassed as fuck for being on his phone and playing around while at work. I can tell you that many times I've been on my phone at work, heard the voice of a supervisor, and been scared as all fuck because I've been caught wasting time on my phone. You have a strong tendency to portray low level worker NPCs as incompetent boobs (especially anyone near the saw mill), and there's not really a reason to think the $10 an hour workers of Cardishill would be any better. So when the guard acts nervous for being caught not paying attention in the presence of his boss's boss, there's nothing at all bizarre, especially when the behavior is just 2 adjectives in two posts.
In the next post, the guy's behavior is less subtle and kind of out of the ordinary
after an intimidation check is made against him. I made the post "Rolling to intimidate... 'Give. Me. My. Knives.'" And in response to this the guy is "visibly panicked" and later "audibly gulps." Well no shit he's visibly panicked, he's just been intimidated in the post that post was a response to. What else are low level NPCs supposed to do in response to intimidation checks of 20 except be intimidated? Especially since he's just been caught fucking around on the job in the presence of his boss. So yeah, of course he's going to panic and gulp while he displays his incompetence in completing a basic task in front of both his boss's boss and a very intimidating rogue.
"We'll get 'em next time"
Trumpaladin leaves the rogue to look for clues or her knives or whatever can be recovered from the situation, while Trumpaladin kindly asks the Lady to lead him to Infernius
>>61824>>61778Reason number 4:
Of course the scene was super long and dragged out. You explained earlier that you wanted to wait for Tracy's Faggot for some scenes. So it made sense that you'd drag out the process of getting the knives back in hopes that TF showed up by the time we got to it, since TF is the one who wanted the knives.
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