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Anonymous
QVm1D
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No.65424
65426 65428
>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)
881 replies and 25 files omitted.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66325
*lenos looks down the elveator shaft shaking his head* great another clumsy one

Gruu mac
huT8l
?
No.66326
(Tries to pretend his shot isn't too painful to move"
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66327
Bruised, he gets up with no difficulty. "Hmmm, sturdy." Thez comments floating on thin air. "I'll make it up to you," she calls out, half apologetically
Mrs. Sentry
oBQic
?
No.66328
66329
Tracy examines the room, which is absolutely covered in splatter.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66329
66331
>>66328
It appears to be a hub in a line of a mass-transit system, specifically the food court. A number of run-down booths as well as an assortment of tables and chairs are strewn about.
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66330
66333
>>66318
Jesus,dude
Mrs. Sentry
oBQic
?
No.66331
66335
>>66329
She wanders further, ooking for anything that might interest her.
"Is this the place you were talking about?"
Gruu mac
huT8l
?
No.66332
66335
Looks about shaft for way out
Mrs. Sentry
oBQic
?
No.66333
>>66330
[insert motivational poster meme here]
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66334
>>66324
*cringes so fucking hard his legs nearly collapses*
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66335
66337
>>66331
"Yep! Weird, its much more dingy than I remember," Addy wanders about. "It was much more homey. Still, if you direct your attention over here," she says approaching a bank of windows, "You can see the WHOLE city," she says, withdrawing a wide set of curtains in front of a long set of curtains.
>>66332
The ladder proceeds upward, otherwise theres an open panel to a room beneath him
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66336
*windows, tinted specifically
Mrs. Sentry
oBQic
?
No.66337
>>66335
"Hmmm, nice view." Tracy says, snapping her chain to flick the ooze off
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66338
66339 66340
Addy skips off, eager to find one of the kitchens. "I bet this place is fully stocked, like when I first started looking... through... here it is!" Addy exclaims from beneath a counter, a cloud of dust dispersing from her activity.
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66339
>>66338
*stomach growls*
Mrs. Sentry
oBQic
?
No.66340
66341
>>66338
"Fully.. stocked..?"
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66341
66342
>>66340
Her head pops up from under the counter.
"Well, yeah. The space-time continuum was reset, and the past is being re-paved. Meaning, I won't have the chance to raid the cooking supplies in the future,.. cuz I'm gonna do it NAO," she says, getting a slightly disturbed look on her face (quirky, not psycho)
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66342
66344
>>66341
"space time......"
Mrs. Sentry
oBQic
?
No.66343
*cleans weapons*

Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66344
66347
>>66342
Head pops up again. "Its not the future yet, which is when I raided these cupboards before. There should be plenty of sauce packets and seasoning mixes. The brown containers with the bull on it are barbecue sauce,... its the best,...."
Gruu mac
uEmRI
?
No.66345
66346
Grudgingly starts climbing up ladder carrying 100+ lbs of metal
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66346
>>66345
<whoooof> Thez appears next to him. "Here, let me give you a hand. I have to wait a moment between jumps, otherwise I'd have caught you." she visibly counts down a few seconds before <whoooof> she and Gruu'mac join the remainder of the party.
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66347
66351
>>66344
"With the bull on it?"
Gruu mac
uEmRI
?
No.66348
66350
Grudgingly hacks at some twitching fingers of a hand, just to make some kind of showing
Gruu mac
uEmRI
?
No.66349
66351
(Feeling worthless and cranky, but not in a serious way)
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66350
>>66348
*pets ork*
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66351
66353
>>66347
"Yep! Its called "Bull's face" or something like it."
>>66349
Gruu'mac chops frustratingly at killded zombies
"Don't feel bad, I didn't expect it to end so quickly either," Thez says.

Anonymous
huT8l
?
No.66352
66354
any booze there addy?

Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66353
>>66351
"you find any bulls face?"
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66354
>>66352
Addy scrunches her face. "Eww, I hope not."
Anonymous
huT8l
?
No.66355
*hearing that lenos decides to go back to the tower because he left his tankard there*
Anonymous
CUYZb
?
No.66356
66357
"Thez, have you seen Mr. Snek? We where preparing the airship and-"
Suddenly the giant snake falls off of the wall above Torc and squashes him
>"Here I am"
"Nevermind"
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66357
>>66356
Thez peers mirthfully at the pile of snek on the wizard. "Oh, you seem to have this sorted,..." she walks off giggling.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66358
66364
Addy runs through the ruins, the base camp, and the various places with an oversized tray of tater tots, with rammekins of marinara. "Muuuuuuuuuuuu!"
oBQic
?
No.66359
66360
Tracy check around for anything else she can get away with killing, before busying herself with cleaning.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66360
66362
>>66359
There's some bugs, but its mostly just a decrepit ruin. Not much to kill, aside from the zombies that GM shoehorned in for surprise factor.
oBQic
?
No.66362
66363
>>66360
[disappointed hoers noises]

*unsheathes mop and gets to work*
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66363
66364 66365
>>66362
"Don't look so sad! At least we don't have to hide, we can make as MUCH noise as we WANT!" Addy, who is still shadowing Tracy, starts banging on sheet-metal for kicks.
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66364
66366
>>66358
>>66363
"gibe food!"
oBQic
?
No.66365
66366
>>66363
Tracy is on serial killer withdrawl.
It's been a while since she stabbed someone in the lung.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66366
66367 66369
>>66364
Addy stops and waits near Infernius, so he can grabs tots.
>>66365
Cuz she didn't just go on a brutal rampage?
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66367
66368 66369
>>66366
*eats the entire tray of tater tots*
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66368
>>66367
Addy notices the tray is lighter than it should be, picks it off her head, and sees its empty. "Hey!" she stammers out.
"IF YOU WANTED LOTS OF TOTS YOU SHOULD HAVE SAID SOMETHING!! REEEEEEEEEE!" Grumpy-faced, Addy wanders off to make more tots, muttering about ppl eating them all.
oBQic
?
No.66369
66370 66374
>>66366
I guess she did.
Zombies aren't exactly entertaining for a serial killer though.
>>66367
"REEEEEEEEEE! Save some for me!"
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66370
66371
>>66369
"no! these mine!"
oBQic
?
No.66371
66372
>>66370
"REEEEEEEEEEEE! I'm eating for two here!"
*tries to grab tots but can't reach*
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66372
66373
>>66371
"hmmmm me guess me give tots to foal. me not giving these to you." *lowers tray*
oBQic
?
No.66373
66375
>>66372
*eats tots*
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66374
66375 66392
>>66369
No, but there's still the satisfaction that comes of wrecking like 30 enemies in a single round,....

Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66375
66376
>>66374
>>66373
"where are we?"
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66376
66377
>>66375
"Durpistan,... didn't you notice?"
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66377
66378
>>66376
"no. lenos teleport us here."
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66378
66379
>>66377
"Oh,... thats a shame, cuz that means you didn't get to see the rock wall, or the weird assortment of stones that looked like a crane, or the other arrangement that looked like a pile of stones, or the pile of stones that looked like a pile of stones had caused an avalanche that buried a pile of stones in a pile of stones,... there were lots of rocks on the way,....
Anonymous
sYOWq
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No.66379
66380
>>66378
"the crane one sound cool."
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66380
66381
>>66379
"Oh there was so much to look at, you'll have to see. A person could spend a day or a year examining the qualities of a canyon or wind-swept gorge, and not waste a moment."
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66381
66382
>>66380
"me like rocks, me used to live in mountains."
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66382
66383
>>66381
"I don't know about mountains, just concrete. Concrete can be fun, cuz sometimes there's rocks IN it,... but otherwise its BO-ring," she sighs. "I like this Durpistan. Its familiar enough, but in other ways its a whole new world," she exaggeratedly flops out on the ground, stretching out without a care. "We used to keep the zombies, for strategc purposes. Now I CAN squish 'em." she smiles.
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66383
66384
>>66382
"life can be hard sometimes. but me am glad your here in this timeline addy. me am sorry that me wernt there for you before."
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66384
66385
>>66383
"I'm sure it wasn't your fault," she yawns expressively, "Iiiiiii'm, hua, I'm sure it was just an arbitrary decision by some faggot on the internet." big eyes. "If you've done your best at every 'now' you've experienced, there's nothing to be sorry for," she sits up and adopts an authortative stance, "Always strive to do your best! If you do your best you are beyond reproach! Murr murr murr!" she laughs. "Its not where I thought I'd be two weeks ago, and there are things I miss about,..." her eyes dart for a second, "... home, but Mom wanted me to be here, and I almost always do what Mom wants." she nods affirmingly.
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66385
66386
>>66384
"yea, you right. hey can you read?"
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66386
66387
>>66385
"Uhm,... not really. I can sometimes make things out, but I don't know any written languages, no."
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66387
66388
>>66386
"want me to read you a book? its really good."
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66388
66389
>>66387
"What book?" e_e
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66389
66390
>>66388
"its best book. it Mein kampf."
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66390
66391
>>66389
Incomprehensively, "Hmmmm, whats it about?"
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66391
>>66390
"a man who loved his country alot. and defended it against his enimes who were trying to kill his people."
oBQic
?
No.66392
66393
Spoilered
>>66374
I can't test out any of my cool skills/abilities/attacks on creatures that are already dead tho..
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66393
66394
>>66392
Oh quit your whining, that wasn't even a fight, I just threw them in there cuz it was unexpected Xp
oBQic
?
No.66394
>>66393
Pardon my griping.
oBQic
?
No.66395
66401
*sharpens kitchen knives*
oBQic
?
No.66396
*brushes birbs*
oBQic
?
No.66397
66398
*cleans and whatnot*
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66398
66399
>>66397
"You don't sleep very often do you? Me either. I try to sleep, but my mind always starts wandering and I end up going off to do other things. It drove mom up the wall," she giggles.
oBQic
?
No.66399
>>66398
Tracy turns towards the cao slightly, her dark, gloomy eyes giving the impression that she hardly ever sleeps at all.
"... Not really..." she says
oBQic
?
No.66400
66402
Tracy does whatever else she originally set out to do to make her birbs comfortable before proceeding to simply skulk about the place.
Anonymous
eCT2B
?
No.66401
>>66395
>name change
The divorce is complete
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66402
66403
>>66400
"Ooooh! That reminds me!" Addy runs off,... again.
oBQic
?
No.66403
>>66402
Tracy turns her head in interest, and follows suit.

oBQic
?
No.66404
*plays with flail*
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66405
66406
After several moments of waiting, Tracy is greeted by the unmistakable sound of sliding hooves.
"Oh you insufferable child! Fine, what is it that you want?!" and into view comes Slovenia, who is being pushed and otherwise cajoled toward Tracy "Oh, hello there Tracy, it has been far too long." Slovenia smiles at her.
oBQic
?
No.66406
66407
>>66405
"Oh, hi Slovenia. Great to see you."
*looks past her, her eyes narrowed a bit*
"..Were you just outside the gate? What brings you to these parts?"
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66407
66408
>>66406
"This insistent little miscreant filed a contract for the renovation of Durpistan. The millers were more than willing to volunteer me for the task probably just to be rid of me," she mutters with a malicious smirk. "They were proper and assisted me in setting up a proper cabin, its just outside the east gate of the city," she thinks for a moment. "Perhaps 'gate' is a bit generous,... the gaping hole in the east wall."
oBQic
?
No.66408
66409
>>66407
"... Yeah.." Tracy says, looking at the giant hole with a bit of a grimace
"That's going to be a pain and a half to fix.."
>says the mare who comes from the culture that builds barns without hands
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66409
66410
>>66408
"Quite the contrary. I understand the giant bull is around here yes? With his strength and my discipline encouragement, it shouldn't take too long at all, at least as far as repairing and reinforcing the outside wall. In most cases, we don't even need to cut the logs, rather it will be stronger with the use of logs who designed this place anyway? The city,... that will take a bit longer."
A>"But you can do it right?" Addy asks excitedly.
"Child, I hit your mother with a siege weapon, rebuilding a city - while time consuming - will be easy."
oBQic
?
No.66410
66411
>>66409
[chuckles a bit]
"So.. How many trees do you think you'll need for this project?"
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66411
66412 66444
>>66410
"The wall?" She thinks for a moment, looking around the city (I'm assuming this is an open-area interaction). "I could probably do it with 30. The city I can't say yet, I need to survey more," she says, kicking a rock and sending it a good 30 yards away. The sound of it bouncing off concrete reverberates slightly in the empty city.
oBQic
?
No.66412
66413
>>66411
"You'll wanna estimate high.. I've seen a lot of shitty infrastructure in my days, but most of these buildings are beyond saving.."
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66413
66414
>>66412
"I didn't say I was going to rebuild the buildings, I said I was going to rebuild the city," she says with a wink. "... a bit longer," she reiterates.
oBQic
?
No.66414
66415
>>66413
"Well, if you ever need anything (stabbed), feel free to give me a call. I'll be stabling around this dump for a while."
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66415
66416
>>66414
"Do watch out for the dragon, she's been rather pissy of late."
oBQic
?
No.66416
>>66415
*walks towards dragon*
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66417
66418
"Kynen is here! We should go find her!" Addy runs off.
oBQic
?
No.66418
66419
>>66417
I'd assumed her cave wouldn't be hard to find.
Tracy follows Addy towards where ever Killy's been sleeping.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66419
66421 66422
>>66418
Addy leads Tracy at a surprising pace (she couldn't possibly outrun, but Tracy estimates that they're going at ~275'/round), precariously jumping over and around debris and tight passages, (potentially tripping and doing a faceplant, if shitty dice rolls) but iltimately leading to,....
A giant wall.
"Where's the hole? There is supposed to be a hole. Hmmm. I'm not sure I remember the other way to get in, let me see,...."
And she starts looking around the wall. It is a large, blank grey, concrete wall, which serves as the corner of a large building, the entrance of which is facing away from their current position.
uEmRI
?
No.66420
[2d20 = 34]

oBQic
?
No.66421
>>66419
*parkours after the cao*
oBQic
?
No.66422
66423
>>66419
"Wait, was there supposed to be a hole there?"
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66423
66424
>>66422
She nods. "Its a big room with metal drawers all around. Kynen kept all her stuff there when I knew her,... but there was a big hole in the wall that led right in. There's a couple of different ways in, but I don't know them very well since the giant hole was so convenient and all. I'm trying to remember the easiest way, but I can't guarantee that it will be the same as I remember," she says waving at the wall irritated.
oBQic
?
No.66424
66426
>>66423
Tracy draws her rock-cutting knife, but then pauses, considering that there might be a dragon on the other side of the wall who wouldn't appreciate her cave being messed up without permission.
"Let's look for a way in. It's been a while since I've had a chat with her."
oBQic
?
No.66425
[1d20 = 14]
Rolling to find a way in
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66426
66427
>>66424
"Wait," Addy says. From her belt pouch she produces a small silk bag. Pouring out its contents into her hand immediately bathes the area around her in darkness and shadow. The object is a long necklace chain with an octahedron at the end which she wears openly on her chest, effectively centering a Darkness spell on her at all times. Pulling up her hood, she almost appears to vanish.
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66427
66428
>>66426
*stares*
uEmRI
?
No.66428
66429
[1d20+22 = 42]
>>66427
Addy melts into the shadows (not enough to escape Tracy's notice) and leads her around the apparent alleyway onto a side-street leading to the front of the building. In towering (respectively speaking, Tracy has been around Trump for some time) letters, posted on the front of the building are the words "The United Bank of Schlomo".
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66429
66430
>>66428
Tracy follows er into the bank.
>floating claws rub together, without her command
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66430
66431 66432
>>66429
The Bank of Schlomo is locked. "Fuck!" Addy exclaims. "I forgot to get lockpicks. Uhm,...." she seems to look at Tracy hopefully.
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66431
66432
>>66430
Tracy produces her lockpicks, which are on further inspection actually very small knives.
oBQic
?
No.66432
66433
>>66430
>>66431
"Would you like to try?" Tracy says, offering Addy the ring of knives encouragingly
uEmRI
?
No.66433
[1d20+6 = 20]
>>66432
"Thanks! I hope I don't break them," she says timidly.

uEmRI
?
No.66434
[1d20+6 = 17]
First attempt is a failure
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66435
66437
"Hmmmm. Its pretty difficult, I might be able to get it open if I keep trying,... but I might also end up jamming the lock," she says as though she may have jammed a lock or two.
oBQic
?
No.66437
66438
>>66435
"Pfft, you'll get it eventually. Keep at it."
>doesn't like doing it herself, cuz she has to use her mouth for these kinds of things

uEmRI
?
No.66438
[1d20+6 = 24]
>>66437
"Okkay," bites her lip and tries again.
Anonymous
CUYZb
?
No.66439
66441
"DANG IT"
Splat noises
"I told you not to tackle me while casting the teleport spell"
>"Well sorry"
Torc and Snek are close enough to the rest that they can be heard.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66440
66443
<click>
"I got it!" she exclaims. The door swings slowly forward, alluding to how heavy and reinforced it was, and how much more difficult it would have been trying to break the door down. The inside is dark and dischevelled, with papers and occasional furniture strewn about. The floor is littered with this weird red tube-thing that connects to a bunch of posts which have been knocked over/aside, in spite of their wide bases. There are several doors, as well as windows with bars.
"Oh...kay..." Addy sighs. "You can't read by chance, can you?"
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66441
66442
>>66439
And also this happens.
Anonymous
CUYZb
?
No.66442
66446
>>66441
"We should be nearby, Guys?"
Torc and Snek wander around knowing someone them have to be around
oBQic
?
No.66443
66445
>>66440
Tracy casts AoD, granting herself Darkvision.
"That I can do." she says, peering over her shoulder
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66444
66446
>>66411
"me hear you need me,wood hores?"
oBQic
?
No.66445
>>66443
Tracy begins to search the room for anything interesting.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66446
66447 66448 66450
>>66444
S> "Oh,... yes,... where did you come from exactly? Nevermind, you would be most useful in repairing the outer walls of this place. It wouldn't be now, but it would be soon. Adeline can be quite persistent."
>>66442
Addy stops in mid-stride, and whispers to Tracy. "Should we go and get them, or should we keep going?" she asks, glancing at the signs above the 3 doors, two of which (to Tracy) say "Bathroom".
oBQic
?
No.66447
66449 66450
>>66446
Tracy looks vaguely annoyed.
"... He'd probably get himself killed alone.."
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66448
>>66446
"well me went to sleep after addy didnt want to read book. you have axe? me will get chopping."
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66449
66451
>>66447
"Its possible. We're living in a society."
Anonymous
CUYZb
?
No.66450
66451
>>66447
Rude
>>66446
the splat meant he was above the ground
"Guys? Is that you?"
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66451
66452 66453 66454
>>66449
kek
Tracy dashes off with a *poof* and reappears with her mane on fire and a roughed-up mage anding from his scruff.
>>66450
>ur vision blurs suddenly

Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66452
>>66451
*hanging from
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66453
66454 66455
>>66451
"Hello Mr. NEET! We're trying to sneak in and see what Kynen is up to (yes, Addy mispronounces Kiynen)! You wanna join?"

Anonymous
CUYZb
?
No.66454
>>66451
>>66453
"I, uh, uh, er"
>"HA MY SIDES"
"Screw you"
oBQic
?
No.66455
>>66453
"I meant to see how she was settling in a while ago, but never got to (cuz drama). I hope she's been comfortable."


oBQic
?
No.66456
*continues down hallway*
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66459
66460 66462
The hallway shakes for a moment
"Weird, must be an earthquake from somewhere distant," Addy offers.
oBQic
?
No.66460
66461
>>66459
*hairs stand on end*
"I think that might be our dragon.."
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66461
66463
>>66460
"Nah, I'm sure that's the rumbling of some faggots somewhere on the internet. Nothing that concerns us I'm sure."
oBQic
?
No.66462
66464
>>66459
"... Better not sneak up on her this time.." Tracy says
Tracy steps foreward and calls down the hallway.
"~KKiiiiiyneeeeen...! Are you alright...?!"
oBQic
?
No.66463
>>66461
"Sounds like morning sickness to me." Tracy says, with a grimly sympathetic look on her face
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66464
66465
>>66462
A low and seething rumbling occurs from behind the barred windows. Its distant, but detectable.
oBQic
?
No.66465
>>66464
Having already given away stealth, Tracy moves forward steadily.
Anonymous
CUYZb
?
No.66466
66467
>Snek hums mission impossible theme
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66467
File (hide): C9C12EF88DBF8CE424C045356B5F16EA-6715922.webm (6.4 MB, Resolution:640x360 Length:00:01:10, dun_ddun_dun_dun_dun_dun_dun_dun.webm) [play once] [loop]
dun_ddun_dun_dun_dun_dun_dun_dun.webm
>>66466

oBQic
?
No.66495
66496
What are the walls of this bank made out of?
Anonymous
M/Zgm
?
No.66496
66497
>>66495
I'm gonna risk a guess on something other than paper
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66497
66498 66499
>>66496
I'd prefer to know the terrain, just for combat's sake.

Anonymous
M/Zgm
?
No.66498
66499
>>66497
I'm going to wander out upon a limb here and say some type of indoor room, maybe a hallway, either perfectly pristine or with ruble piles and cracks in the walls for Snek to use as tail holds
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66499
66500 66501
>>66497
>>66498
>glassteel
Anonymous
M/Zgm
?
No.66500
66502
>>66499
Plz no
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66501
>>66499
What is this thing, a Spelljammer? That shit's expensive and an ordeal to work wit.
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66502
66503
blood-moon-620x280.jpg
>>66500
Tracy's flail is made of the same stuff.
Magick weapons have greater hardness too.
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66503
>>66502
*the spines are
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66504
66505 66506 66509
Alright well. Where we last left off, Tracy and Torcuil/Snek were creeping slowly into the bank of Schlomo with Addy (who really isn't helpful btw) while attempting to determine what is up with Kiyenin who has been,... less interactive recently
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66505
66507 66508
>>66504
Tracy wanders ahead silently.


Anonymous
M/Zgm
?
No.66506
>>66504
>"Maybe we can take out a loan for your cannons"
"Maybe I can use you as collateral"
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66507
>>66505
"From what I gathered in the Worst Timeline, Killy should've been knocked up by now... I wonder if she's had the cramps yet..." Tracy mutters to nobody in particular
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66508
66511 66512
>>66505
Care to be more specific? There are 3 doors available, and 2 of them have Restroom written over them.
"Maybe its these?" Addy whispers, pointing toward the bathroom.
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66509
66510
>>66504
*dabs on wood hores*
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66510
66514
>>66509
Wood hoers - Slovenia - pulls out a long and slender metal device, which when she pushes a protrusion on (which turns red) inhales as though the device is a straw. As she retains the breath, her eyes redden a bit, and she blows a cloud of smoke at Infernius.
Coughing lightly, she asks "What was that now?"

Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66511
66516
>>66508
Tracy walks into the ladies restroom.
M/Zgm
?
No.66512
66513
[1d20+31 = 32]
>>66508
Snek slithers right through the third, non-restroom door...
Silently I might add
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66513
66515
>>66512
As far as Snek is concerned, he's silent AF
Meanwhile, amidst the clattering of chairs and desks against one another,....
Anonymous
sYOWq
?
No.66514
dabfernuis.jpg
>>66510

Anonymous
M/Zgm
?
No.66515
66517
>>66513
Torc wonders how much Snek's skin would fetch on the market before following behind, knowing all stealth is blown.
"We trained, and trained, and at the first opportunity he fucks it up..."
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66516
66517
>>66511
>stalls are all either too big or too small
Assuming she didn't sense anything in the restroom, Tracy follows silently behind Snek, giving him a several squares leeway.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66517
66518 66521
>>66516
"I think there's something behind these," Addy says, eyeballing one of the mirrors.
>>66515
K, so Snek is leading the investiation (outside the bathroom that is)?
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66518
66519
>>66517
Tracy turns
"Drugs?" she ponders curiously, examining the mirror
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66519
66520
>>66518
"Drugs? I was thinking there might be armor powerups," Addy says, making a Duke Nukem reference.

Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66520
>>66519
Tracy's tone implies she speak from experience
*checks behind mirror*
Anonymous
M/Zgm
?
No.66521
66522
>>66517
Snek and then Torc went through the one door not labeled restroom, so yes?
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66522
66523
>>66521
Behind the door, they find the room is expansive and dark. 6' walls line the area, directing foot traffic into particular areas. Oh, and there's an occasional low rumbling
Anonymous
M/Zgm
?
No.66523
66524 66525
>>66522
"Tracy, Addy? I think this might be the right way"
Torc and Snek start heading towards the noise.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66524
>>66523
Addy hears this, looks at Tracy, shrugs and then skips out of the bathroom
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66525
66526
>>66523
Tracy smashes every mirror or clay pot in the room before leaving.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66526
66527
>>66525
Unfortunately, Addy was mistaken, there's nothing behind the mirrors
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66527
66528
>>66526
"Meh, it was worth a try." Tracy says, putting her flail away
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66528
>>66527
She follows at the tail of the group
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66529
66530 66531
Torcuil finds himself in a maze of cubicles, the area unnaturally dark. Snek is super-sneaky (he's not, but he thinks he is). There's generally 3 directions, only one of which seems to lead in a communal direction.
Anonymous
M/Zgm
?
No.66530
66534
>>66529
Torc quickly swings around a hand as he casts dancing lights.
"Alright, let's see"
Torc considers a second before heading in the direction of the communal path.
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66531
66532
>>66529
>unnaturally dark
Was there anything lighting the way beforehand?
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66532
66537
>>66531
Just ambient sunlight. Up until this point, there's been plenty of windows and such, allowing the area to be illuminated outside any particular light sources. Beyond that point, there are minimal light sources and windows. It's not unnatural in the sense of there being a spell, but unnatural in that someone has designed this area to eperience less light.
Anonymous
MmE9G
?
No.66533
66535
image.jpeg

Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66534
>>66530
Tracy lingers behind the rest of the group, using the darkness for cover.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66535
>>66533
kek, Flash Sentry embellished
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66536
66537
The area shows signs of mismanagement,... raid not withstanding. There's an open passage, and two less open passages
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66537
66538
>>66532
"Hmmm.. no windows, eh? I guess this is where they dealt with their more (((sensitive))) business."
>>66536
Tracy arbitrarily wanders down one of the less-open paths, to the right.

Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66538
66539
>>66537
Aside from a disturbed collection of papers, there's only a stray briefcase. The path dead-ends.
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66539
66540
>>66538
Tracy kicks a stack of papers over before turning.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66540
66541
>>66539
Spilling dust everywhere, the stack of papers falls and spews all over the floor. Nothing else significant seems apparent.
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66541
66544
>>66540
"You guys go on ahead. I'm gonna break any clay pots lying around." Tracy says, before wandering down the opposite hallway
M/Zgm
?
No.66542
66543
[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.
oBQic
?
No.66543
[1d20+21 = 32]
>>66542
Tracy also Searches the area
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66544
66545
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)
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66545
66546 66547
>>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."
Anonymous
M/Zgm
?
No.66546
66547
>>66545
Torc walks over before casting detect magic on the stone.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66547
66548 66549
>>66546
It glows with a moderate intensity.
>>66545
"What *is* this place?"
The place shudders again, with a low grumbling sound.
"You know, the buildings never did that where I'm from,...."

M/Zgm
?
No.66548
66550 66551
[1d20+24 = 26]
>>66547
Torc spends another two rounds investigating, and a spellcraft check to determine school of magin.
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66549
66550
>>66547
Tracy ears droop somewhat at the rumbling.
"They don't..." she says grimly
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66550
66552
>>66549
"Neat!"
>>66548
Torcuil continues searching the area, discovering a number of ways to save money on his car insurance. Aside from the briefcase, there's nothing.
Anonymous
uEmRI
?
No.66551
66553
>>66548
The stone is highly magnetic, but doesn't seem suited to a particular purpose that Torcuil can determine.
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66552
66554
>>66550
>car insurance
Kek.
Tracy, having broken all of the pots, continues down the center path, now rather cautiously.
Anonymous
M/Zgm
?
No.66553
66555
>>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?"
uEmRI
?
No.66554
66555
[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.
Pale Hoers
oBQic
?
No.66555
66556 66557
>>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.