>Mixed NutsTo 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 doOn 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
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Well, Torc has successfully pissed of a devil.
This should end well
>>65424Trunpaladin attempts to tweet out
"Bogandoff's claim to hell is as fake as his science papers. Let's see that birth certificate! #MakeHellGreatAgain"
General layout. Red is the party's formation, Thez and Bog are above, the ziggurat is beyond, and the curvy orange line is the court. Don't let that its a line suggest there's not lots of them. There's hundreds. And emerging from near-abouts where Torcuil sent the chain-lightning emerges from the crowd a very tall and slender fiend, his features more yellowish than the conventional red. His wings flutter about him like a cloak, and he moves gracefully. "And here I wasn't even going to involve myself in this little skirmish, but now you've gone and violated my NAP," he says drawing out a sinister and twisted (literally) looking rapier made out of what appears to be molded and beaten obsidian. "Now you must answer to Dru'tZil of House Kyrshar."
"But I'll be a sport about it! I'll give you to the count of three," he says with supreme confidents, as a handful of other devils fill in around him, evidently of the same house by their coloration. "One."
>>65426Tracy, with her invisible sword drawn and her mantle aflutter, holds a concealed object to Infernius and Whispers something to him.
>>65427She takes a step in Torc's direction, ready to guard him.
>>65430"Gonna stay out of it my fucking ass"
Record-scratching sound
>>65434
If you want, I can write you in right now,... but you're not going to like it if I do
>>65437Elaborate. Sympathy is a specific type of spell.
>>65436If you're not opposed, start by rolling a d20
>>65439Nice roll Mr. Laughter. You'll be early in the order.
>>65440K, so intending to effect the devils present. In what capacity is it being cast? To draw them away from the party, to keep them in position?
Also, is anyone else doing anything?
>>65441I cast it on tracys concealed object. And to draw them.
>>65442Torc is yelling at the devil.
Waiting...
>>65442I call the devil that wants to >rape torc a faggot.
>>65437And with that, Tracy whips an object out from beneath her cloak and shows it to the crowd.
>pic relWith all her might, she draws back and kicks the flashing white-and-black sphere to the edge of the crowd before the devils.
>>65441Both, tbh.
I meant it like a banana-kick, but the purpose is to distract any demons not buff enough to resist the save, and cause chaos among the otherwise carefully-planned devils.
>>65443Interesting choice. Alright
fugging calculations, on the ball I assume? Roll a d20 + 17
>>65444Yelling what?
>>65445Noted
>>65446*devils not buff enough
>>65448A lot of devils have spell resistance and high Will saves, but they'll be pissed when the others stop following orders and/or jump into a massive dogpile screaming "My precious!"
>>65450Bloody hell..!
>>65446So like an overhead volley kick sorta thing?
>>65448k
>>65450Maybe you should use the room dice? Or the script Atlas is using?
>>65455I'm having a hard time believing the impartiality of our dice system...
>>65455Yeah, arching like a curve-ball, with intention to fly over the heads of as many devils as possible spinning tantalizingly before planting itself somewhere within the ranks.
>>65456Much better. ^_^
>>65460Nice try, but no.
Alright. Torcuil and Infernius spit epithets at Dru'tZil, the latter after doing his thing to the ball. Lenos and Kiynen flap their wings, poised in a defensive fighting position, their tails lashing menacingly.
And then Tracy does her thing.
The entire collection, and I mean
virtually the *entire* collection of devils look up at the ball as it sails magestically overhead. Almost like those green guys from Toy Story, an echoing "Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhh," reverberates from the whole crowd.
"Two," Dru'tZil says, his eyes darting to the ball for a moment, not realizing that the entirety of the mob, including the several devils that were moving to his side, are now lumbering away toward the ball.
As the mob centers around the ball and away from their previous position, a number of well suited and distinctive fiends stand there in a variety of dramatic poses. One wonders how long they have been standing there waiting for the opportunity, given that none of them shifted position for effect.
Moves?
[1d20 = 8]
Addy taps Thez' staff 3x against the ground, causing shadows to stretch, loom, and linger over the area. Its not sufficient to grant concealment, but it does,... wait, where did she go?
>>65464Torc casts eagle's splendor upon himself
>>65464I'd assume that mostly consumed Tracy's action.
She steps back towards Torc and Infernius, preparing to guard them in the upcoming melee.
>>65466"Shhhh"
>>65468That action was last round. "Two" is the next round.
As this is going on, Bog raises his Unholy Aura, his massive form seeming to waft black-ish flames, darkening in a sinister manner.
Thez however casts Shield on herself.
>>65469Tracy begins fighting defensively, preparing to guard Torc and Infernius as a readied action, and using her cloak to conceal herself until her next action, with her invisible sword poking out somewhere along the side.
She sizes up the oncoming bad boiz up ahead, and prepares to leap into a flanking position if any of them come towards the casters.
>>65472
That spell is gonna' last 34 hours.
Go play the 4cc anthem to them as they wrestle for the ball.
>>65472
Strumming intensely, as he has no idea what is going on, Rethgual stares at the strange and darkly robed form in front of him. He has no idea what is going on, so he continues to strum, as he is good at it, and it always seems to calm him. As he looks at the robed figure, a beeping sound occurs. The figure sighs, and reaches out a skeletal hand with a device strapped to the bony wrist. "Oh what is it now?" says an irritated woman's voice.
>>65473Yeah, I know. It was a brilliant move, and with that caster-level check, everyone short of pit fiends are now starting to fight over the ball.
>>65474I hope she's gets a good bonus for all those extra hours she's been putting in.
>>65470Also, Torc has the shield and blinking activated>>65476Kek
>>65477I don't follow your meaning, and you didn't follow my foreshadowing (I don't think)
Torc whispers to Infernius a bit, asking a bit of a favor.
>>65480I meant I hope Death's employer has been treating her fairly for putting in all these overtime hours over the past 15 years.
[1d20+30 = 48]
A <klack> sound resounds from Addy's former position.
"Three," says DZ.
And with a wink, he is acrobatically vaulting over the party, and engaging a precise strike on Torcuil.
>>65482Oh, so you did catch that
>>65483I'll start the funeral planning
>>65484>>65482>>65474>Torcuil snaps through 100 4th walls"Did someone mention Death?"
>>65483That could hurt...
Tracy was guarding him, can she make an attack of opportunity to flank him?
>>65428You still here?
>>65489Ah, good, because the melee is about to get intense.
>>65481"Hmm,okay me can do that"
*bestow curse to Dru'tZil(con)*
"Reeeee no one hits him but me!"
>>65476"Hell? What the fuck for?" the robed figure says in front of Rethgual. "Oh well, you can come too then," she says, muttering something about sharing a taxi.
Grabbing him roughly by the shoulder, Rethgual is pulled through a singularity, which I'll leave it to the imagination as to what its like.
>>65485Ouch. I don't even need to roll.
>>65487Well, he's in the *middle* of a teleport-augmented acrobatic charge, so not so much.
As his wicked sword - which is barbed in both directions, so it shreds as it enters and exits - stabs a full 2/3rd the length (so, about 2'+)
through Torcuil, DZ twirls over Kiynen, who opportunistically tail slaps.
>>65492>throughBy that, do you mean because of the blinking, o because Torc just liquefied?
>>65492"Ah fuck, I can't believe you've done this..."
>dies>"I feel a disturbance in the force"
[1d2 = 2]With a slight force effect, her tail swishes just by the strange swashbuckling devil, as he twirls gracefully in the air, to land on the left side of the party.
Meanwhile Bog fires a pair of fireballs effortlessly at Thez. One speeds toward while the other lazily rounds at her. She tumbles gracefully away from the first, with the second veering in for a face-shot <whoof> which explodes ineffectively in the air, Thez appearing 30 yards to the perpendicular angle.
>>65493Oh, right. I forgot about that.
Oh shit. The appearance of the blade passing through Torcuil, and his experience of ripped and torn flesh was in fact sympathy pain, as Torcuil witnessed a refractive image of himself getting impaled, while he was safely inches away
>>65497HA-HA
>"Meh, false alarm"Does Torc get an
Attack spell of opportunity?
>>65497The meme man lives another round.
[1d20+11 = 12]
Gear-cuff to the rescue, Torcuil was just narrowly not-killed. Stix and Snek get AoO, as well as Tracy (ranged) and,... well,....
What appears to be a spinning golden disk darts out of the shadows where Addy was.
I don't even know how to interpret that. For one, its a pair of dubs. For two, its either 1 11 or its 111 or,...
>>65500When did Snek get there?
Stix and Snek get Attacks of Opportunity
One of these days we'll do the Side Adventures of Mr. Snek
[1d20+11 = 21]>>65504Okay okay.
Rollin
>>65505Sounds fun
[1d20+26 = 36]>>65500Tracy, lashes at his flank with her chain, intent on leaving him a nice litte cutie mark, if she doesn't disembowel him.
[1d20 = 12]>>65503Stix attacks
>>65507Holy shit, that flanking makes all the difference.
>>65508>>65506>>65507Attacks dart out from arrow, bullet, and chain. The former two strike solidly, though the arrow falls to the ground, unable to pierce the fiend's hide. The chain makes contact, gashing as DZ finishes his acrobatic charge.
>>65510You immediately materialize in a vastly wide and tall chamber. To your right is a skinny fellow in yellow. Heh, I didn't even plan that one. To your left is that darkly robed person you saw moments ago. What the fuck is going on?
>>65506"
YOU?"
To the party's surprise, Death has appeared, in this case touting a bard. A most insistent bard, I will say, who absolutely couldn't wait until we got back to nice-ville and wanted to spawn in literal hell. Beat's the heck out of a fire-trap entrance, I'll say that much
>>65512"DEATH?"Torc just about dies from happiness
Then just about dies when he realizes she's fucking pissed.
>>65512~Yay.
Flank-flank motherfucker.
"These guys are gonna kick your ass, you know that right?" says an emo-looking she-devil. Another chad-looking devil nods silently. Addy's throw, which almost stabbed Infernius in the leg, clangs to the ground in the distance, and then through force effect, levitates off the ground and drifts toward a section of shadow where Addy was. An excited clapping sound resonates from the area.
>>65512"HI I HAVE NO IDEA HOW I GOT HERE HOW ARE YOU"
[guitar playing intensifies]
[d20 = 18]
>>65515"Thanks for the encouragement Honey, so how are you?"
>>65516And like an unbidden mariachi, this bard fellow jumps into song. It may not be to the player's taste, but to the character, its catchy. Makes you feel like,... well,...
>>65518That wasn't from death, that's from one of the remaining fiends. This one looks like a thickly spined emo-chick with way too much makeup.
>>65518That wasn't her speaking
And by spines, I mean her whole body. "Like, go ahead an TRY and touch me asshole,...."
>hair tossing and dismissive gesturing intesifies
>>65520>she-devilI just saw this and I have a single response for my autism;
Je veux mortir
>>65515"Reeeeee that was too close!"
>>65520"Prepare for >rape"
>>65524"Jeh, vow mortar? What the fuck?" You're being laughed at now.
>>65523*tosses mane reflexively*
>>65526>You're being laughed at nowNot that I'm unfamiliar with the feeling, but that wasn't To-
Nevermind, wasting my breath.
Are the devils within 60ft?
Thez casts Mage Armor on self. Bog stops and begins laughing.
"Do you really think to stop me with first level magic? This is beyond the most absurd thing that has ever been conceived."
"Shut up and fight."
Bog casts Dispel Magic on area. Thez' 2 simple spells wink out ineffectively.
>>65528Not quite,
Slows playing to a gentle harmonic
"Whats going on here who are you people whats with the giant banana why was my body one with the cosmos???"
[d20 = 6]
>>65526"Lets see if you understand this, me am going to keep you as a sex slave goth bitch."
>>65531"Focus, bull..!" Tracy grows through the weapon in her maw
Skidding to the ground in a dramatic skid comes DZ, the swashbuckling devil, swishing moaningly with his rapier (the moaning both an effect of the souls trapped within it, as well as the manner in which the barbs cut the air. For reference, think that urn of souls thing from Kung Fu Panda
>>65524"I don't know what's going on, but I've got a contract to claim,
here. When you're
done implying Torcuil is dying maybe could I have a word?" Death whispers.
>>65534Cool sword.
I want it.