>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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>>63335"Will you all just disappear?" Tracy presses, looking rather confused about the whole situation
>>63339"They were conceived before the time divergence. A different version of them would exist probably, after 15 years"
>>63339"That's one possibility. Another is that this world will continue on, and a new future will be forged for the past timeline, like a parallel dimension. Those who venture to wield such magics are not often available for comment in the aftermath."
>>63340"Uhm,... that's actually
not true,...."
>>63340"What about this version though?"
>>63342"This universe cannot be allowed to continue to exist"
>>63341>>63334"There be happy version but we be with them so we age 15 years too."
>>63341*visible confusion*
>>63343"What about everyone in it though? What would happen to them?"
>>63334"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
*dabs back*
>>63345"Replaced by something better"
>>63343"I agree."
>>63344>>63347"If everything works out, that's the idea/plan."
this is why time travel stories piss me off sometimes.
Tracy still looking confused, busies herself with sharpening her already-sharp knives.
>>63349"I'll have to prepare some things. Please excuse me for a bit. Addy, stay with your father."
A>"'Kay!"
>>63350"Tell me about yourself adoplha."
I g2g for about half an hour
>>63351Her eyes widen to the size of dinner-plates. 8D
"Weeeeeeeelllll,...." and then stops for a moment to think. "Uhm,... no one's really asked me about myself before. Uhm,... I like to climb things, and I'm very sneaky," she says with a slightly mischievous look. "I like to sing, but I'm not
nearly as good as mom,..." she gasps in excitement, but quickly shuts her mouth. My favorite food is Dragon Turtle,... OH! I can cook pretty well too!"
>>63352No worries, I'm about to step out for a bit (like 15 minutes) myself.
>>63353"Wow you seem very talented, wanna sing daddy a song?"
>>63354She giggles a bit. "I wouldn't say I'm talented,... its just that its so
boring around here. Aside from playing with Spike and Slab
I figure that's a good enough name for the other one. I think I came up with one last night, but oh well or Sammy and Bunbun there's really not a whole lot to do."
She leans over to Infernius and whispers to him.
"Why is the skinny guy talking to himself? Does he do that often?" then at normal volume "Hold on, I don't even know any of your names."
>>63358"Oh right. Brad, wasn't it?"
>>63356"Oh me sure you can sing just as well as your mom *whispers* maybe even a little bit better, me would be honored to hear song.
>>63357"Uh yeah hes kinda touched in the head, he a pretty good guy though. Me name is Infernuis."
>>63357"Oh, sorry. Slipped my mind. I'm Torcuil, and this is Mr. Snek"
Mr. Snek's hat becomes a top hat and he removes it with a little bow
>>63360"So thaaaaaats what she meant when she said "I'nis is easier."
>>63361She nods to Torcuil, and then returns Snek's bow with a curtsey. "Enchante"
>>633638D She looks to Trump. "CAN I?!"
>>63364>>63363A soft hiss-like "reeeing" sound escapes Trumpaladin's mouth
>>63365"Hiya Tracy!" she turns to Stix. "And what's your name?"
>>63368More of the exasperated sound escapes his mouth
>>63371K, Tracy will be dead when you get back.
>waves >>63373But what if Addy dabs back?
[1d20 = 15]Amidst the conversation, Thez slowly approaches, watching but not wanting to disrupt the scene. As she does so, Addy turns to her and runs up and whispers something in her ear.
>>63373And Thez hits Infernius with a katsuken
And he flies that many feet. No damage tho.
"So uh, I hate to break up you and Infernius' heart touching PDA, but now what?"
>>63379"There will be plenty of time for fun and games later. Besides, you're the one who wanted to dab on her,... she doesn't even know what a dab is!"
Tracy gets her stuff ready to go.
>>63381"For shame! You didnt tell her about dabbing"
*mock anger*
>>63381What's wrong with dabbing?
>>63384"The whole point of dabbing is being witnessed doing it." she replies dryly.