>Mixed Nuts
To some, its a delightful role-playing venture based (loosely) on 3.5e D&D rules. To others its the worst thing to happen to Mlpol
>What it do
On weekends we engage a dynamic storyline based largely on the GM's capacity to create and illustrate the ongoing storyline.
>What about me?
New players and shitposters are always welcome. We have prohibited excessive >lewd, but non-players can assume casual roles as available (at the moment the world is a desolate wasteland tho so not for a bit) or work with existing players and GM to create a new character. 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, Taylor Swift,... there's others. 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.
Currently the party is facing almost certain death. Thez squares off against Igritchkora of Bog, while the party - and Torcuil in particular - have managed to piss off an entire royal court of devils and demons. They're in hell though, so at least their opponents will politely wait their turn.
Previous initiative tally >>65413 → +Tracy (27)
/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
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>>66537
Aside from a disturbed collection of papers, there's only a stray briefcase. The path dead-ends.
Aside from a disturbed collection of papers, there's only a stray briefcase. The path dead-ends.
>>66539
Spilling dust everywhere, the stack of papers falls and spews all over the floor. Nothing else significant seems apparent.
Spilling dust everywhere, the stack of papers falls and spews all over the floor. Nothing else significant seems apparent.
>>66540
"You guys go on ahead. I'm gonna break any clay pots lying around." Tracy says, before wandering down the opposite hallway
"You guys go on ahead. I'm gonna break any clay pots lying around." Tracy says, before wandering down the opposite hallway
[1d20+2 = 16]
[1d20+3 = 11]
>"Wrong way"
"Well where should we go"
>"I don't know"
"Then shut up and look around"
Rolling search checks for both.
[1d20+3 = 11]
>"Wrong way"
"Well where should we go"
>"I don't know"
"Then shut up and look around"
Rolling search checks for both.
Addy pauses mid-stride with a confused look on her face, clearly thinking that if she doesn't move no one will notice her.
>>66541
Tracy wanders down the other corridor, which also terminates rather quickly. She almost trips over a clear-ish rock that is lying on the floor, seeming to have been knocked from a nearby desk (the area having the same dissortment of papers)
>>66541
Tracy wanders down the other corridor, which also terminates rather quickly. She almost trips over a clear-ish rock that is lying on the floor, seeming to have been knocked from a nearby desk (the area having the same dissortment of papers)
>>66544
*grabs rock-thing with demon claw*
"Hmmm, I wonder what this could be." she mutters, peering past the desk for any clues
"Whoever ran this dump certainly never heard of a shredder."
*grabs rock-thing with demon claw*
"Hmmm, I wonder what this could be." she mutters, peering past the desk for any clues
"Whoever ran this dump certainly never heard of a shredder."
[1d20+24 = 26]
>>66547
Torc spends another two rounds investigating, and a spellcraft check to determine school of magin.
>>66547
Torc spends another two rounds investigating, and a spellcraft check to determine school of magin.
>>66548
The stone is highly magnetic, but doesn't seem suited to a particular purpose that Torcuil can determine.
The stone is highly magnetic, but doesn't seem suited to a particular purpose that Torcuil can determine.
>>66550
>car insurance
Kek.
Tracy, having broken all of the pots, continues down the center path, now rather cautiously.
>car insurance
Kek.
Tracy, having broken all of the pots, continues down the center path, now rather cautiously.
>>66551
When in doubt, take the magical item that could blow up without warning.
Torc sticks the rock in his pocket until he can investigate it more.
"Find anything Tracy?"
When in doubt, take the magical item that could blow up without warning.
Torc sticks the rock in his pocket until he can investigate it more.
"Find anything Tracy?"
[1d20 = 18]
>>66552
As Tracy proceeds, a deafening roar echoes from deeper in the building.
"I know that voice!" Addy says, slackening her left leg and falling (almost comically) into a patch of shadow.
>>66552
As Tracy proceeds, a deafening roar echoes from deeper in the building.
"I know that voice!" Addy says, slackening her left leg and falling (almost comically) into a patch of shadow.
>>66553
reeeee that's my rock
"I've got a prickly feeling about this, NEET. Stay back a few paces while i check it out.", draping her supernatural shroud around herself
>>66554
Tracy, having heard the same roar before, advances cautiously and slowly, activating the ring on her claw-hand to turn invisible.
reeeee that's my rock
"I've got a prickly feeling about this, NEET. Stay back a few paces while i check it out.", draping her supernatural shroud around herself
>>66554
Tracy, having heard the same roar before, advances cautiously and slowly, activating the ring on her claw-hand to turn invisible.
>>66555
The corridor opens at her procession, and walls are rapidly replaced by metal doors and drawers with little suiggly holes in them.
In the distance, the minimal light glints off severeal shiny things.
The corridor opens at her procession, and walls are rapidly replaced by metal doors and drawers with little suiggly holes in them.
In the distance, the minimal light glints off severeal shiny things.
>>66558
".... I'd best go ahead.." she mutters, moving furtively towards the light she saw in the distance
".... I'd best go ahead.." she mutters, moving furtively towards the light she saw in the distance
>>66560
As she proceeds forward, Tracy notices those reflective spots begin to move an shift, being replaced by other reflective patches, as each in turn moves outside the dismal light and another replaces it. It seems to be scales, and dark ones.
And the advancing group (yes, even those stragglers and hiding) get attacked with a wing beat, as a wind-based disruption technique. Roll to maintain stability.
As she proceeds forward, Tracy notices those reflective spots begin to move an shift, being replaced by other reflective patches, as each in turn moves outside the dismal light and another replaces it. It seems to be scales, and dark ones.
And the advancing group (yes, even those stragglers and hiding) get attacked with a wing beat, as a wind-based disruption technique. Roll to maintain stability.
>waits in sorcerer
>>66565
*does perfect backflip*
*lands exactly where she was*
"Hi Kiynen. Sorry to sneak up on ya'." Tracy says, her shadowy armor peeling away to expose her face
>>66566
Tracy grows to full size and trots right up to wards where she thinks Kiynen's head is (judging by where the scales are pointed), pulling a rather large, cylindrical object out of her bag.
*does perfect backflip*
*lands exactly where she was*
"Hi Kiynen. Sorry to sneak up on ya'." Tracy says, her shadowy armor peeling away to expose her face
>>66566
Tracy grows to full size and trots right up to wards where she thinks Kiynen's head is (judging by where the scales are pointed), pulling a rather large, cylindrical object out of her bag.
>>66567
Okay. *Large* Tracy now stands in front of the air-hose, which depletes as she positions herself. A hiss utters from the darkness, which, glistens from moving portions.
Tracy, roll a reflex save
Okay. *Large* Tracy now stands in front of the air-hose, which depletes as she positions herself. A hiss utters from the darkness, which, glistens from moving portions.
Tracy, roll a reflex save
>>66570
A veritable tree-trunk of glistening scales darts past as Tracy effortlessly (and almost bored) side-steps the attack. Well now, Kiynen sure is pissy. That was Kiynen, unquestionably, but she's more ill tempered than one might expect.
A veritable tree-trunk of glistening scales darts past as Tracy effortlessly (and almost bored) side-steps the attack. Well now, Kiynen sure is pissy. That was Kiynen, unquestionably, but she's more ill tempered than one might expect.
>>66572
Tracy daces back a little bit and slams the over-sized cylinder down on the ground before looking up at the disgruntled reptile.
"Hello?"
Tracy daces back a little bit and slams the over-sized cylinder down on the ground before looking up at the disgruntled reptile.
"Hello?"
>>66572
Snek decides to be diplomatic for once rather than shooting his problem.
>"HELLO, KIYNEN? I am Mr. Snek, a friend of Torcuil. You may remember him as the scrawny loser who brought you here. We where just stopping in to say hi."
"Since when did you ask questions first and shoot later?"
Snek decides to be diplomatic for once rather than shooting his problem.
>"HELLO, KIYNEN? I am Mr. Snek, a friend of Torcuil. You may remember him as the scrawny loser who brought you here. We where just stopping in to say hi."
"Since when did you ask questions first and shoot later?"
>>66576
Like the Queen from Aliens, Kiynen creeps forward, her tail lashing as she does so, toward the unsettled Tracy (who loses her AoO cuz >20)
Like the Queen from Aliens, Kiynen creeps forward, her tail lashing as she does so, toward the unsettled Tracy (who loses her AoO cuz >20)
Tracy can roll initiative if she wants, otherwise its essentially a simultaneous action moment
>>66583
The shadows on Tracy body harden into spectral armor as she instinctively begins fighting defensively. She whirls her cape with the Cloak Dance, causing everything but her face to disappear in the murky darkness.
"Woah, woah, woah! Can't we talk about this?" she says, leaping back several squares (out of biting range)
The shadows on Tracy body harden into spectral armor as she instinctively begins fighting defensively. She whirls her cape with the Cloak Dance, causing everything but her face to disappear in the murky darkness.
"Woah, woah, woah! Can't we talk about this?" she says, leaping back several squares (out of biting range)
>invisibly cowering in fear
As Tracy cloak dances aside and evading Kiynen's gaze, the irritable dragon issues an elongated and deafening (there have been so many that were deafening at this point) roar.
"Lenos?" asks a small patch of shadow.
"Lenos?" asks a small patch of shadow.
[1d20 = 11]
>>66587
"Lenos, thats what she said." Addy (undoubtedly) says.
Oh, Tracy is getting hit by a tail whip, as a knockback attack.
>>66587
"Lenos, thats what she said." Addy (undoubtedly) says.
Oh, Tracy is getting hit by a tail whip, as a knockback attack.
[1d6+5 = 9]
[1d20+11 = 25]
Suddenly, from somewhere no one can quite see a snake hisses and a hand appears shooting a small ray at the angry reptile.
>"Sorry fellow reptile"
Rolling a ranged touch attack, and effect
[1d20+11 = 25]
Suddenly, from somewhere no one can quite see a snake hisses and a hand appears shooting a small ray at the angry reptile.
>"Sorry fellow reptile"
Rolling a ranged touch attack, and effect
Tracy just stands back a bit (move action to get out of range), now realizing that her only real way of dealing with these sorts of things is to stab her way through...
>>66593
She looks at the sick dragon's face sympathetically.
"Sorry about that..."
>>66593
She looks at the sick dragon's face sympathetically.
"Sorry about that..."
[1d20+37 = 53]
[1d20+32 = 38]
Torc and Snek realize they aren't invisible anymore and decide they have to do something.
Torc does a bit of somatic and verbal components before holding his hand out and acting like he's grabbing something.
A ghostly hand attempts to grab mama dragon around the neck.
The higher bonus is the grapple check, she also gets a will save.
[1d20+32 = 38]
Torc and Snek realize they aren't invisible anymore and decide they have to do something.
Torc does a bit of somatic and verbal components before holding his hand out and acting like he's grabbing something.
A ghostly hand attempts to grab mama dragon around the neck.
The higher bonus is the grapple check, she also gets a will save.
Kiynen, ill tempered and snapping in every which direction, is suddenly pulled off the ground by the scruff of her neck, by a pearlescent hand in a white glove.
>>66602
"................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Pickle?"
"................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Pickle?"
>>66602
"Listen, Kiynen, I'm sorry about this. Would you like a pickle? Some gnomes?"
>"Oh so she gets them?"
"To help us rebuild your city?"
"Listen, Kiynen, I'm sorry about this. Would you like a pickle? Some gnomes?"
>"Oh so she gets them?"
"To help us rebuild your city?"
Kiynen roars extensively into Tracy'd mane (which still has gobs of vomit btw)
>>66608
>his city
Can't wait to see where this is going
>>66608
>his city
Can't wait to see where this is going
>>66607
"... I brought chocolate, vanilla, and leprechaun..." Tracy says, her tone taking on a bit of disappointment
"... I brought chocolate, vanilla, and leprechaun..." Tracy says, her tone taking on a bit of disappointment
>>66611
"Well duh, the only person who can translate Draconic is me. But she's not exactly in "passive" mode now is she? This would be so much easier with my Kynen," Addy mutters.
"Well duh, the only person who can translate Draconic is me. But she's not exactly in "passive" mode now is she? This would be so much easier with my Kynen," Addy mutters.
"I will serve your babies!" Addy calls out, Snek being the only one who understands what she said.
A very low and long hiss issues throughout.
"I'm trying to move things forward, we've been stuck here for a minute!"
A very low and long hiss issues throughout.
"I'm trying to move things forward, we've been stuck here for a minute!"
Kiynen stands at length, revealing that she had been coiled around 5 ivory, gold, and ebon-flaked eggs. They're mostly eggish colored, with equal bits of gold and black. She peers down upon Addy, who stands stern-faced, almost nose to nose.
So basically, I missed the introductory phrasing, but the idea is that Addy would utilize her undersanding of Kiynen and how she worked to connect with her on an intimate level, to a degree unachievable outside a wealth of experience. Tl;dr Addy just pushded Kynen's buttoms
So basically, I missed the introductory phrasing, but the idea is that Addy would utilize her undersanding of Kiynen and how she worked to connect with her on an intimate level, to a degree unachievable outside a wealth of experience. Tl;dr Addy just pushded Kynen's buttoms
>>66610
Tracy, now looking rather glum, turns around to leave...
"Lenos is in the tower, if you want him... I could go get him, if you want..." she says, not really waiting for a response as she wanders off, without the icecream
Tracy, now looking rather glum, turns around to leave...
"Lenos is in the tower, if you want him... I could go get him, if you want..." she says, not really waiting for a response as she wanders off, without the icecream
>>66623
Naw, it just dawned on me that Tracy didn't actually know Kiynen, so I feel like I've been roleplaying this all wrong. Had I realized they'd never actually spoken, I wouldn't have had her cockily waltz into someone else's home, dodging lethal attacks to deliver freaking pickles...
Naw, it just dawned on me that Tracy didn't actually know Kiynen, so I feel like I've been roleplaying this all wrong. Had I realized they'd never actually spoken, I wouldn't have had her cockily waltz into someone else's home, dodging lethal attacks to deliver freaking pickles...
>>66622
"What the hell just got into me..?" Tracy mutters to herself as she trots all the way back to the tower
"What the hell just got into me..?" Tracy mutters to herself as she trots all the way back to the tower
Torc has Snek translate a gush of word about how he didn't mean too and how he's stupid and stuff before gently sitting the Mama Dragon down by her eggs.
>>66628
Oh under the proper threats he would translate it perfectly.
The understandable to anyone other than snek are things like:
"I'm sorry- I didn't mean- I didn't know, I uh" "I hope this results in no ill will in the future" "the eggs are beautiful, and the little ones will be too"
And other nonsense.
Oh under the proper threats he would translate it perfectly.
The understandable to anyone other than snek are things like:
"I'm sorry- I didn't mean- I didn't know, I uh" "I hope this results in no ill will in the future" "the eggs are beautiful, and the little ones will be too"
And other nonsense.
*humming sounds*
*drunken brownie mumbling*
*gives a bow and leaves*
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