>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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>>64713How are they reacting? Are they recoiling in fear, or are they
that mindfucked?
Tracy lies down in the center of the room sadly, full hoers-sized.
>>64715Thez stops for a moment. "Then you saw them," she says shamefully.
>>64717"Yes, I did...."
>>64718"Bad enough it's best not to tell you before you need to get some sleep"
Shouldn't he entertron's Resurrection restore previously-undead creatures to the creatures they were in life?
>>64719"Okay but tell me when we wake up."
>>64716For the most part yeah. The children look around, not really comprehending what is happening. They've been conditioned to not respond to the situations they find themselves in. As Tracy moves to step away however, one of them grabs and holds her mane. Its a little girl, and she looks at Tracy with an emotionless expression, but she doesn't let go.
>>64722"You'll know soon enough. It'll motivate you to kill every last one of those sons a bitches"
>>64723Tracy stops and turns toward the girl slowly, not saying a word, but leaning down next to her.
Thez continues to remove rubble from around the gate, so that the doorway is clear. "Since its on its side, we'll have to be careful going through. As soon as we cross the threshold fully, gravity will take effect and pull us right back through. Do NOT touch the sides of the gate!"
>>64726That sounds like it'll take a dexterity check..
>>64726"Can we like use bubble wrap or something to keep the sides from touching? It's going to be hard to go all the way through without touching the sides"
>>64724"Me try to not think about it for now."
>>64728Thez grabs one of the rocks and holds it halfway through the gate. She then draws her arm toward the side, and as the rock makes contact with the edge it's cut cleanly in half.
"Portals make blades like Vandereim look like a wooden spoon."
>>64732I want one...
I'll figure out a way to use it...
>>64739*Makes not to collect 6 more stones*
Well, Tracy probably won't leave that room for the rest of the night, unless she finds a miracle way to bring her birds inside.
>>64744O gawd. So while the party rests, Thez places her mask on and adopts the appearance of the creepy-weird evil-looking thing that Stix first met her as.
>>64745"I'll take care of that," she says as she <whoooof> . . . . <whoooof> reappears, with Birbs,... who rather like the addition of chains to climb around on.
>>64723>>64725Tracy lays down quietly, as if to go to sleep, pulling a blanket out of her bag to spread beneath her.
blanket is actually just a quilt stitched from clothes of GM's dead coworkers, because I never actually put a blanket in her bag."~Yay!"
>did not realize the tower was big enough for them"Sammy, Bunny, come over here." Tracy calls out, beckoning towards the entertron.
Returning to the portal, she sticks her head through. "I thought so," she says, pulling her head back out. "The portal is lying in the ruins of the house of Thez. We won't have to travel far to get to our destination."
>>64749"The House of Thez is Ruined? How does that affect our plans?"
>>64747The pyramid section is, as well as the holodeck. Getting them from point to point is a little trickier, outside of teleport hax.
>>64750At first the question seems to confuse her, but then it dawns on her what he's talking about. She starts chuckling, then laughing, until she's almost in tears for different reasons. Wiping her eyes as she finishes, she looks at him, not looking dreadfully serious for the first time since the party arrived. "Thanks, I needed that."
>>64751"It doesn't, the destruction of the house has long been known to me. That's not where we're going."
>>64752The entertron is in the pyramid section, right?
Btw, what'd those freaks do to the Elway statue? Does it still work?
>>64752"Where are we going exactly?"
>>64755"Didn't you say Soros attacked them? I remember you mentioned them before"
>>64753*dusts off pedestal out of politeness*
>>64752"You cute when you laugh ana."
>>64756"Attacked? No, they made an agreement. Soros gets to keep the game world and the abyss, while the house of Bogdanoff rules all the levels of Baator."
>>64758"Thanks. I can't remember the last time I laughed out loud," she punches him playfully in the arm.
*contemplates assembling fluffpile for entire party, but feels biologically obligated to stay and watch over kids*
>>64761She could lead them to where the rest of the party is,....
>>64759"That sounds.... Bad. What do we need from Bogdanoff?"