>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, and non-players can assume casual roles as available (at the moment the world is a desolate wasteland tho so not for a bit). Ordinarily we have several side-characters with their own existing backstories, as well as a few player contributions including a very sad Alex Jones or Yak Lee, a literal MLP yak trained as a monk. 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.
For the time being the party has successfully conquered the Gigajew, and through the tunnels beneath has all-kinds-of tortured to almost death (there will be more) James Alefantis and several patrons/staff of Comet Ping Pong. Through this tunnel network, there is only one direction to go, and that is the upper path, which seems to lead toward the usurped Trump Tower.
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Does the door close or what?
>>65176One of the flesh-bags nods.
The doors close as the elevator section fills with flesh-bags. I did say it was like 20. They fill and start jabbering to one another about "Pawn Stars" and other random things. Eventually, as the elevator goes wherever its going (it feels to shift up, to the left, and then back down again) the one fleshbag who nodded earlier walks up and says. "Hibbity hooblah."
Fun fact: the close door button on an elevator doesn't actually do anything. It's only there for comfort; to make passengers feel like they have more control over the elevator.
>>65180"Hibbity, jibbity, Swamp Loggers."
[2d20 = 16]>>65182"Hoooblah?!?!?!" says the flesh-bag, and not just him. A ripple of "Hibbity!" "Hooblah!" and "Hibbity Hooblah!" ripples outward. The one fleshbag contorts its face, and screeches, "
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
Roll for initiative.
Tracy is the upper circle, on the right is a data screen-looking thing, and theres 11 fleshbags on either side
>>65183I thought they'd like that show...
[1d20+7 = 15]
Praise Epona for Uncanny Dodge
"Looks like these guys hate History channel as much as I do" Tracy hisses, clutching her defending dagger in her mouth
>>65186Tracy has about 5 attacks of opportunity
Stix has 3 attacks of opportunity
[5d20 = 50]>>65187With the sword, in a whirling frenzy
>>65189each of those should have a +24 modifier
>>65189The fleshbags part easily and readily, falling into a rapidly decomposing pile of filth not unlike what was coming out of the waste chute.
>>65191Tracy's nose wrinkles, but she remains focused
"Does anyone else want some!?" she screams at the remaining flesh-bags
>>65189How are you claiming a +24 attack? The base attack of a level 13 Rogue is +9, and 4 levels of duelist adds +4. You never listened Weapon Finesse as one of your feats, but if you had, that only adds +5 for 18. And then the cane sword was described as having a +2 enchantment for a total of +20
Meanwhile, Snek emerges from the waste disposal tube at a hub of such tubes, each with distinguishable odors emanating from them. This hub seems located in a centralized point, near the inside of the wall. There are two fleshbags on hand who do not detect Snek in any conceivable way.
>>65193The sword is +2? Hmm, it's less than the chain then.
[1d20+10 = 24]>>65194Snek hides real quick, waiting to see if anything else shows up
>>65195One fleshbag gets its face kicked in, while another takes an arrow to the dome. There are currently 13 fleshbags in the room, staring freakishly. Tracy has cleared all the ones adjacent to her, and she has initiative.
>>65197Nothing else presents its self. The two fleshbags seem to be performing some sort of repetitive task. One of them mentions something to the other about Honey Boo Boo, or some such nonsense.
[1d20 = 6]>>65198Tracy steps threateningly towards the fleshbags, stepping around the piles of ooze
"You bitches want some?!" she shouts, her sword pointed out in front of her
Intimidate
[1d20-10 = 5][1d20+14 = 29]>>65199Snek decides to try a terrible idea.
Sniping.
+14 is the attack roll, -10 is the subsequent hide check
>>65200Intimidate fail, but initiative maintained
Stix is next
Meanwhile, at the expanse otherwise seeming to be a gate, Thez stands there with her arms crosse. "I'm sorry about this, but there are certain norms that are requisite, at least initially. I can't just kick the door in. Besides, I imagine that Football may have a significant role to play in this."
[3d20 = 28]>>65202I heard it said that all you need to fix life’s troubles is duct tape, barbed wire, and arrows. Well... I may have added that last part.
Stix fires 3 arrows at the next target. 9/4/4
>>65204One arrow skimming off a bag, the other two hit their targets with precision. 5 bags rush in from the right, 6 from the left. Tracy gets another 5 attacks of opportunity, Stix another three, and at the end of the round (if she wants) she can still choose her action, since she's been deferring
[5d20 = 27]
Tracy stabs every one of the oncoming fatties.
[3d20 = 38]>>65205“Doesn’t look like scaring them with words or bloodshed is doing any good.”
Another three attacks with +4.
>>65208THP THP THP another 3 bags fall. A small handful remain, and they're messing with the data console thing
>>65201The sniping attempt is perfectly successful, but the hide check is not. Several fleshbags swarm Snek's position
>>65210Yes. She's been able to attack this whole time, she's just been biding it, per your request
[3d20 = 32]>>65212Tracy lashes out with her chain at the ones closest to the data console, and prepares to attack any others who approach it.
Then she steps towards it.
>>65213Good enough. Before any of the bags can alert anyone, and before the elevator reaches its destination, Tracy and Stix eliminate the existing threats. If they'd stood still the whole time, they could have avoided that. Oh well. The elevator opens to a large corridor running adjacent to the wall with a number of levers and switches,
>>65214"Well... That happened..." Tracy says a little nervously as she steps out
She proceeds to further examine the hallway.
>>65215“Wait. The bodies. What if they are found?”
>>65216"Fuck. Good call."
Tracy whirls around for a corner or something to drag the carcasses into
An echoing THUD reverberates up and down the entirety of the wall
(I'm skipping a bit, sue me. I got what I needed anywhow). Small sections widen by a few inches, every few feet Individually they amount to nothing, but collectively the entire wall of the fortress facing the remainder of the party shudders and flexes open at one end.
Brad gets a vague emotional wave that feels like "I DID SOMETHING", from beyond the fortress.
Thez gestures for everyone to proceed, deliberately waiting until last to enter. To her satisfaction, no one seems to be attacking. Through semi-adjacent archways, Tracy sees them enter, in a larger paved area leading to a strange monolith.
>>65220Tracy makes sure the coast is clear, before slowly and furtively making her way towards the rest of the group.
>>65221
Yes. Except, there are fleshbags in front of them. Trump has 2 attacks of opportunity
>>65224
I said Trump gets (tho he's entitled to use those dice if he wants)
[2d20 = 24]>>65223Quick draw Vanderiem. Render Offal
>>65227Quickly bisecting fleshbags in their surprise, Trump fells the last of the opposition along the outer gate. They have now officially entered the house of Bogdanoff, but only time will tell how successful they are at finding the throne.
*covers knives in knife oil*
*covers fur in vest oil*
"So, we gonna slay some bitches or what?"
Where last we left, Trump had just severed two flesh-bags in a manner not dissimilar to that of two enlarged watermelons. The gate, and the walled city stands before the party. It is a structure that stretches impossibly high and overwhelmingly solid.
>>65241>Torc covers spells in spell oil"I wouldn't mind getting out of here"
>>65241*hands sword*
"Pls put poison in sword."
>>65244"You know how to use this stuff, big guy? It's dangerous if you don't know how to handle it.."
devils are immune to poison, btw >>65242Does Infernuis think an earthquake would help?
>>65246"Me know not to cut self or friends with it like this"
>>65248Tracy gives him a look like she really doesn't trust he knows what he's doing, but gives him a dose of bloodroot anyway.
"Say, you got a spell that could boost me, or my blades?"
>>65247Not at the moment. I mean, would he?
>>65249"Yea me have plenty, want to be more fast?"
>>65250It depends on how good the walls are.
>>65252I'd wait until we're inside the building. Use it to collapse the hallways enemies approach us by.
*Utters a prayer to most holy Elway*
>>65253*casts cats grace*
*casts magic weapon*
"You cut better and be faster."
>>65252The floors blend with the walls, and vice versa. It seems structurally reinforced to an absurd degree. Thez steps aside for a moment, giving a handful of things to Addy, hissing briefly at any attempt to question.
"Where did that weeb go?" Tracy wonders aloud, looking around for the ninja horse.
>>65260*casts cats grace on addy*
*casts protection from evil*
>>65263Addy, with a rather shell-shocked look on her face says, "No, here. Like this," and holding out a midnight-blue stone says an incomprehensible word. As she does so, a vapid coalescence fills in around the party, evident only in peripheral vision.
>>65266"Mommy's stone," she says.
>is now covered in slippery magick oil, along with all her blades
>>65267"Addy me love you, me will do everything me can to make sure you are safe"
*hugs*
>>65268"Disgusting. Would not hug"
>>65270It's an old computer: reaction image folders from when I was a /b/tard.
>>65273"Uh. Uh. Aww"
*gently and lightly pats head with palm*
*humps leg one last time, seeing as they'll probably die*
>>65275"I'll think of you sometimes as I play on Mile High Field"
>>65276"Hey brad, how you holding up?"
Okay. Displayed is proposed formation. Trump and Fae can be either forward position, Addy is in purple, Torcuil in green cuz already 2 yellow characters
Lenos is marked, Kiynen has the line, Infernius is red, Addy is purple, Tracy is blue, Stix can be anywhere, flanking and taking advantage of cover throughout
>>65280Tracy has 7 AoOs with that Dex buff, so she'll stay back and kill off anything that approaches, or stab anything that breaks the line in readied action.
>>65278"I'm okay. Better than I was"
>>65281Yes. With her reach, Tracy shares 1st AoO with either Lenos or Kiynen, depending on which side the inbound comes from (the line indicates the tail-range of either)
>>65283>>65281The additional number of attack of opportunities doesn't necessarily mean more than one attack of opportunity, it just means that where there is more than one opportunity to make an attack, you may make up to that number of attacks in a round. A single opponent moving into or out of a threatened area still only counts as a single opportunity, for a single attack
>>65284I know. It just means she can stab 7 different enemies approaching. Good to keep you and Fae from getting flanked/pinned.
>>65284Yes, I apologize if I suggested or indicated otherwise
>>65285She has Opportunist too, so she'll get at least 1 AoO per round anyway.
Also, where she is, anyone who breaks the front line will be flanked, so she'll put one through anyone who gets near Torc/Infernius.
Actually, drawing straight lines, she could flank a few coming from the front too.
>>65287As long as she doesn't miss and accidentally put one through Torcuil himself
>>65291Well, he's behind her, so he's out of the go-to stabbing zone.
>Snek continues to slaughter fleshbags