>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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>>64559
Huh, well now I actually know what turning is
"So are we gonna investigate that noise without killing any sorcerers first?"
>"Weakling"
Huh, well now I actually know what turning is
"So are we gonna investigate that noise without killing any sorcerers first?"
>"Weakling"
Fae grabs stix, and Trumpaladin calls her, Warping the two through dimensions and to Trumpaladin's side
Tracy marches off to the lower parts of the tower in fumes, deciding it's better to check the area for any other potential enemies or friends...
With the force cage now being empty lenos dismisses it
>>64578
She heads down towards the forge, checking the rooms on her way there, still carrying her little bag of bones.
She heads down towards the forge, checking the rooms on her way there, still carrying her little bag of bones.
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>>64584
Trumpaladin will climb up to the mini mall, since thez mentioned something about a teleporter in that area a long time ago
Trumpaladin will climb up to the mini mall, since thez mentioned something about a teleporter in that area a long time ago
>>64584
"Oh, just what I needed.." Tracy says gritting her teeth, her bag of bones clenched in her claws.
Tracy decides to listen for a few seconds to see what the argument is about before painting the walls red.
"Oh, just what I needed.." Tracy says gritting her teeth, her bag of bones clenched in her claws.
Tracy decides to listen for a few seconds to see what the argument is about before painting the walls red.
Torc and Snek wander around, hoping to stumble upon something important
>>64585
Thez has already acquired that, and I think you mean "head down" to the mall. As he heads that way, he hears the same argument, and sees Tracy further on, clearly in sneak mode. She casts him a discouraging glare.
Thez has already acquired that, and I think you mean "head down" to the mall. As he heads that way, he hears the same argument, and sees Tracy further on, clearly in sneak mode. She casts him a discouraging glare.
Holy shit, it took all my self restraint not to kill those freaks on sight.
>>64590
*air temperature noticeably drops , as cold wind rushes from across the room*
>"Turn around. I'm busy"
*air temperature noticeably drops , as cold wind rushes from across the room*
>"Turn around. I'm busy"
>>64592
>"Stuff." she beams, since the emp link doesn't allow for specificity
>"Stuff." she beams, since the emp link doesn't allow for specificity
>>64590
The argument in the next room stops suddenly. A few whispers issue from, but the individuals in question seem to have been alerted to your presence.
The argument in the next room stops suddenly. A few whispers issue from, but the individuals in question seem to have been alerted to your presence.
>>64595
Did she hear anything?
Seeing cover has been blown, Tracy readies her crossbow to snipe one of the faggots before they're alerted of her presence.
Did she hear anything?
Seeing cover has been blown, Tracy readies her crossbow to snipe one of the faggots before they're alerted of her presence.
>>64598
"Yooouuuuuurrrrr?" The skinny one says. The larger one smacks his lips, his eyes darting to the children.
"Yooouuuuuurrrrr?" The skinny one says. The larger one smacks his lips, his eyes darting to the children.
>>64602
The two exchange glances, sizing Trump up. "What an odd question. You CLEARLY don't belong here!" Their bodies distort into more crazy tentacle monsters.
The two exchange glances, sizing Trump up. "What an odd question. You CLEARLY don't belong here!" Their bodies distort into more crazy tentacle monsters.
[1d20+21 = 22]
>>64600
Tracy pegs him in the head from concealment with her crossbow, really out of frustration more than anything else.
Then she leaves.
>>64600
Tracy pegs him in the head from concealment with her crossbow, really out of frustration more than anything else.
Then she leaves.
"Uh where did everyone go?"
>"You have no self-awareness, do you?"
"Nope"
>"You have no self-awareness, do you?"
"Nope"
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