>Mixed Nuts
To some, its a delightful role-playing venture based (loosely) on 3.5e D&D rules. To others especially a particular german poster,... love you btw its the worst thing to happen to Mlpol (which is saying something, cuz there's,....).
>What it do
On weekends we engage a dynamic storyline based largely on the GM's capacity to create and illustrate the situation. Sometimes he's a faggot tho.
>What about me?
New players and shitposters are always welcome. We have prohibited excessive >lewd, but it does still happen, and non-players can assume casual roles as available (at the moment the world is a desolate wasteland tho so not for a bit). If wanting to play, make a post about it in thread and there's plenty of anons who can steer anon in the right direction.
At the moment the party is starting to appreciate that - from their future-jumped perspective - the worst has already happened. All that is left is the denouement, but at the same time there's still a glimmer of hope. Deep within the ruined city of Durpistan, where Thez has made a last vestige of resistance against the forces of George Soros, the party contemplates their next move.
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>>64055After several minutes, the tentacles shrivel up and dissipate.
>>64056I put alfantises head and jaw in the bag and cast repose on his head.
>>64033Torc's face brightens a bit, and he starts looking through his pocket.
After cleaning out the shit from virtually every fucking party member, he finds the ramen chopsticks in a clean pocket.
"Here, it's not gonna be much but it'll be something"
>>64056Trumpaladin proceeds up the staircasee
>>64059Infernuis follows behind trumpadin.
>>64061Infernuis turns around a goes and checks the pizza shop.
>>64062The pizza shop opens to an empty storage room, separated by a curtain to another room. It sounds like there might be people in the next room. The storage room has carpeting and partial furniture, suggesting it may have had a purpose at some time.
>>64065If i didn't find any tning i go to the next room.
>>64066There's maybe a dozen adults there, some with children that have the same vacant stare that the ones Addy released had. They congregate around eating tables and a foosball table.
Is the cordor three way, and continues after the pizza place, or is that the end of it?
>>64066Tracy walks right behind Infernius.
>>64068The corridor ends at the pizza place. Its essentially a large Y, the singular point of which is at the Synogogue
>>64069"Tracy act like anomatronic and try to get kids out of here."
>>64067*Infernuis puts on a funny voice*
"hey there customers we have a special deal in the main room here 3 pizza for everyone come pick your 3 out"
>>64072Snek and Torc hiss at each other a little bit before Snek hands Torc his gun and sunglasses.
Snek then approaches the door, hat turning into a propeller hat, and he follows suit with Infernius pretending to be an animatronic
>>64072Tracy looks at Infernius in exasperation for a moment, then shrugs.
"...That plan is so retarded it just might work.."
*walks into room in sharp mechanical motions, like one of the robots in fnaf*
"~It's a one-day only offer." Tracy buzzes out, in an uppity, electronic voice, her hoof pointing past the door, as to lead the "customers" to the back room
Some of the people look at the children they have with them, while others look excited. The couple of people who appear to work here however, they aren't too impressed.
Well, that was dumb...
>>64072You got another one of those Mass Inflict spells? I don't like the idea of covering kids in blood.
>>64075*follows the ones out in a robotic fashion*
>>64075Trumpaladin walks out into the structure from the staircase into the store room, the antithesis of his behavior being a paragon of stealth. He yells
"REGINA! Are you there?"
>>64079Startled more by the sound than by the strange people, two of the staff head toward the storage room with irritated/confused looks on their faces
>>64080The man in glimmering armor responds
"Hello. Have you seen a Unicorn around here perchance? Or a second Unicorn?"
[17d6 = 57]
Torc jumps into the room
"Hiya kids!"
Torc then follows in the ways of Mike Pence, using chain lighting to fuck up any staff workers there.
Electricity damage; full for one, every other takes half.
>>64081"You're not allowed in here!"
The two staff workers immediately turn bestial, their skin turning green and their clothes tearing as joints realign and clawed hands and feet bear talons.
>>64075>>64078I cast inflict critical wounds mass on all the adults that left out of the room
[1d20 = 4]>>64083"No.
You are not allowed in Elway's good country!"
Pull Vanderiem, and charge the one who said that, with a slashing attack
[4d20 = 39]>>64083Tracy figures the jig is up, and stabs the other one in the back with her cane as she walks past her.
>>64086YOU'RE NOT IN THE SAME ROOM
And you do not have 4 attacks with one weaapon
>>64087She's right at the door between the rooms.
>>64087Her sword is a sword of Speed.
>>64090What are you talking about?
>>64082The initial target falls to the ground in a heap, while the second is significantly damaged, the next minorly so, and the next barely so before the spell dissipates.
>>64084Inflict Serious, you mean.
A wave of negative energy springs forth from Infernius' outstretched hands
>>64090This, Korak's sword is a quickened weapon
>>64091Her canesword that Korak used to own; the basket-hilt blade. It allows an extra attack in a roll.
The second one struck by Torcuil's lightning falls over dead. The one Trump attacked with Vandereim is still hit because Trump has crazy attack bonuses.
>>64096Since before Mlpol desu
>>64082I misread the spell description. This would have been more than sufficient to kill the entirety of perverts
>>64098I'm not about to do that.
It's a keen sword of speed. Even GM just said so.
Trake meta to the server.
>>64099No problem, I just got confused.
Snek changes his hat back to Pinochet style.
>"It's not physical removal, but I will admit it's quite efficient.""Yeah, it definitely gets the job done"
Torc hands Snek's gear back to him before approaching the kids.
"Hey, are you guys okay?"
>>64099Once all the goons drop dead, Tracy springs forward to see if the kids are hurt.
>>64103Tracy takes these kids to where the others are.
>>64104The kids have congregated in the disorganized (complete with giant corpse) synogogue, looking outward at the hillside at the ruined landscape beyond in all directions.
"Where,... where do we go?" they stammer.
>>64105"I-It's o-okay.." Tracy stammers out in a voice so soft you'd think it wasn't hers, standing at light horse size over the small of children all around her, her eyes darting around hesitantly as she tries not to panic as nothing but "Ohshitohshitohshitohshit!" races through her mind.
She's making the same peculiar expression she was earlier, only her cheeks are flushed as red as they were when she found herself sitting on two giant eggs in the mountain.
"Umm.. ugh.. Everyone come pet the pony." she squeaks
>>64105*hugs the children*
"It will be okay we have place you can be safe."
*detect magic*