>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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reeeeeee i want my treasure back from the elvenziggers damn it
Adeline however, neither knows nor cares about such things, and is instead ready to venture to Durpistan in a full-sized camper-wagon loaded with cooking supplies. Don't act surprised.
"They'd be much happier in a big open city!" Addy implores Tracy, wrt the birbs.
>>66024>Iz slightly less than enthusiastic to go back to CardishilYeah, better find them before they spend it all..
Meanwhile *in* Trump tower, Thez is busy pouring through the library, looking for any piece of information she can glean or use. At this time however, a rather tell-tale WHOOOOSH sound occurs from the character's rooms, indicating the arrival of somebody *new*.
>>66025(Is that the wagon Slovenia built?)
The new player in question finds himself in a blank room with dark glassy surfaces. He's seated on a bed structure, also made out of this glass. There is a chest of sorts at the base of the bed (again, glass), and a single door is the only other remarkable aspect to the room.
>>66025>>66028*pulls wagon to abandoned gulag*
>>66028Uhm,... idk about *the* one,... its not the death wagon if that's your question, I had forgotten about that.
>>66032I meant the one big enough for her birbs.
Gets out of the bed and checks the chest
"Snek, prepare my airship"
>"When did you become my general?"
"Just get ready to head somewhere"
>"Where?"
"To be determined"
Torc and Snek head out of the holodeck, having finishing the last of their training.
>>66033No, not that one
>>66034Empty
>>66035Thez is pouring through books. The whoosh technically hasn't quite happened yet, but give it a sec.
>>66036"Hey Thez, anything interesting?"
>>66036Okay then.
Would the tower have landed in Durpistan so they could be dropped off?
>>66038Well, anyway, after settling her birbs (however she got them there), Tracy would be nosing around Duristan.
>>66038No, its at a centralized location, accessable (assuming one can fly) but not landed. There is an airship tho.
>>66037"Not really, I still can't figure out what happened. What I
do know defies my understanding of the workings of the magic in question."
Goes to door and tries to open it
>>66040Okay then.
Somewhere, within the 3 week period, Tracy would've brought her birbs to the abandoned gulag.
[1d4+15 = 16]Torcuil, Snek, and Thez are interrupted by the tell-tale sound of one of Lenos' fire-traps going off.
>>66043His surroundings are suddenly and inexplicably engulfed in flame causing that much damage. The room smells a bit of burned hair. Outside the door, along a blank wall is a scorched sign that says "Please don't firetrap the rooms"
>>66040"Yeah, I'm not even gonna try to understand what happened. Lemme know if you need any help though"
>>66046Boom"Uh, oh yeah. I know that sound"
By elf women balls what is this
>>66047Thez nods and sighs. "Its on you, my hands are tied,..."
>>66046Tracy is brushing her birbs in the city.
Runs hands on glass and looks for cracks.
>>66052There are no cracks or seams. It is surgically precise
Checks for surgery scars and kidneys.
>>66049"Huh? Okay..."
Torc heads up to see what nutcase is joining them this time.
>>66056Nope, he's unmarked and whole
Grumbles down the hall brushing off soot
>>66061Entering the hallway, he sees identical doors to the door he came from - all closed - with a single door on either end of the hallway.
Head out of the door, proceeding cautiously.
Walks to end of hall and looks around the corner
As the door opens, and just like with Gruu'mac, the room fills with flame for a moment. This all occurs within view of Gruu'mac, who had just entered the hallway.
>>66062And soon, a figure clad in tartan robes walking down the hallway.
"Hello?"
He's then followed by a giant snake
hearing 2 booms lenos starts laughing as he knows there is freshmeat for his traps
Readies tower shield. Whuts ya Bidnes!
[1d4+15 = 19]
So as the flames from the second firetrap subside, we have a black-armored figure standing in a hallway, a half-elf still in the room, and from one of the far doors, a human and a 30' snake.
Meanwhile, Torcuil arrives at the hallway, and can currently see a blackened-armored humanoid with wisps of smoke trailing off them.
The snake has a Pinochet hat, and a pair of sunglasses on, and is carrying a pistol with his tail, which is pointed at whatever he's looking at.
State ya name and rank humie
>>66076The orc spits at the tartan human, standing next to Snek
>>66073"Uh hello there-"
>>66076"Torcuil, Admiral of the Gestapo. Yourself?"
Torc gestures to Snek to be ready as he prepares a fireball.
Gruu mac
Slaps chest with flat side of axe.
Corporal in black orc brigade
>>66079"Orc?"
>"OOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRKKKKKKKK"Torc realizes he hasn't seen an orc yet in this land.
>>66080"Excuse me, this is Trump Tower. There are some who can explain where we are better than I"
>>66082"So they're not hostile then? Good." a voice says from beyond Torcuil.
>>66083Nothing to detect
*sighs forlornly* damn i was hoping to try out my new sword
>>66084"Well, not yet at least. Follow me"
Torc turns around and heads back, Snek just sits there.
[1d20+4 = 9]
Heads towards the noise, wiping ash off himself.
Follows torque eye ing the snake thing suspiciously
>>66089"Let's see; there's me, Snek, Trump, Stix, Tracy, Infernius, Thez, and a couple others."
As this is occurring, a half-elf enters the hallway from near where Gruu'mac is standing. He seems to have wiped most of the singe, but he obviously has just been scorched as well.
>>66089A <whooooof> sound from behind him is all that announces to him the entrance of someone behind him, who with a female's voice (the same who commented on hostility) speaks, "Here, a few. Elsewhere, there are many. Though, we few are more than the many."
>>66093"So what's up with all the mystics and shit Thez?"
Torc notices the half-elf
"Another one?"
Spins quickly and sets shield from being startled
*heads for the bar to get his tankard and start drinking* well ill have to find someone to test my new weapon on soon
Tracy, after putting her birbs to sleep, gets up and priwls the perimeter of the gulag in stealth, exploring the walls for what needs to be fixed
>>66098The damage is structural and intensive, mostly of neglect and incompetent workmanship. Its not a lost cause though
[1d20+35 = 45]
Snek takes the opportunity of Thez distracting everyone to hide amongst the walls.
>>66096"Easy there, I just showed up this way cuz I'm lazy, there's no threat here."
"Grunts"
Follows the human again
>>66100And somehow, an otherwise obvious 30' Snek seems to have vanished
>>66099"I've lived in worse." Tracy says, trotting along (silently)
For player's reference, cuz they wanted to know how that works
>>66104After circling the perimeter several times, Tracy decides to look into the cave/mine.
>>66103Wait until Torc remembers the ring in his pocket.
>>66102"Let's find Lenos first"
"I'll give you guys the short version. You died. Congratulations, you're not dead. We're not your enemy, we're kind of like a loose assortment of allies-ish, and we have plenty of enemies so please keep the beating of one another to a minimum. Its not prohibited, it just complicates things."
So Lenos simply went to get booze, so finding him would be momentary. Shall we assume Torcuil and co are in the mess area?
Hrrrrmmm. Dat dorf hit hader den I thot
>>66106*Checks how deep the mine goes*
So, we are all stuck in a bad situation, so let's get along?
Goes to massage singed half elf
Meanwhile, Tracy is investigating the ruins of Durpistan. Having rehoused the birbs there during the 3 week period, she has fully moved in and come to reside there, probably without really saying anything to anyone, cuz she's got that antisocial mentality.
"Its really not much different from what I remember,... I'm sure we can make it super awesome!"
For some time, Addy has taken to following Tracy for some reason. This both irritates the crap out of, and secretly amuses Tracy.
>>66114nope its a good situation we are in valhalla we get to fight and DRINK all day
>>66113The mine has a cave-in relatively early in its tunnel system. There's rotten and dessicated remains of commies.
Dis wont be so bad, easier if ya dont fight
Shrugs off orc. You stink of seabass...
>>66117*Ears twitch involuntarily realizing she's being followed again*
[sighing hoers noises]
Was there anything worth mentioning in the mines?
Friends! Not fuck buddies ya stank ass orc!