Let's get to it. This is the ongoing RP game. We're mid session so don't mind me, but you're welcome to join or watch or whatever.
Some ridiculous shit just went down, previous thread here: https://archive.4plebs.org/mlpol/
and OP just set his steaks on fire while Trump approaches the group of felines.
"Please hold!" says a large bipedal light-grey.
Trump holds, I guess
Eyyy new bread>steaks on fire
GET THE WATAH NIGGAH
tell theses tards im not in a cast.
But you are still in a fucking cast
It's okay, with crutches you can still walk
*is still laughing*
That would be bad.
"Greetings grand human. I can tell upon your arrival that you are the ones we seek. We detected energetic disturbances in this area, and upon detection we were informed that not only had George Soros reared his vile personage, but that he had been utterly BTFO. None have managed to do such a thing, and yet you have. Tell me, who are you?"
>>7056>Thinks he can escape all consequences for 100 foot fall
Why, why didn't I think of this
im a cleric. i can.
"I am Trumpaladin the mighty, defender of Port Barry"
Lenos keks at the mention of grease fire.>>7062
"How came you the means to accomplish such a task, in the face of so vile and wicked a face of (((him)))?"
See pic related>>7065
"A combination of hubris on his part, my own might and bravery, and the support of my team"
>>7065Is Lenos still hospitalized?
I can fix this
Gm, can I use magic to rip off legs?
he can move around now.
Where was he during the incident earlier?
He was probably watching Infernius hurt himself, like the rest of us.
So, How am I doin at the dias?
GM pls settle this. im not in leg casts am i?
But seriously, how do we get down (under implication that other members care, although Tracy doesn't give a clop)?
Just piloting the ship to the ground
Yes, right. You complete the second, and the third incantation required to create the magneto rod successfully.>>7077
No, you cast cure moderate.>>7078
There's a rope that you can direct-travel if you don't give me the opportunity to fuck with you.
Are we still getting ballista-ed
trump is kind of a dick,cat people.
I thought you were walking towards Sechs?
Tracy, can I borrow a knife for a quick sec?>>7085
Thats what you get for breaking your legs
*makes sure edges are keen*
*peers down at mass of townsfolk, infernius, and the cats*>>7087
"... sh.. should we go after him?">>7088>*offers least desirable knife in collection* (but offers nontheless)
I guess Trumpaladin is at a different location than the others, the other having repelled down (or fell down) near Sechs, while Trumpaladin has piloted the vehicle down near the cats to meet them
>>7090>tests rod on knife
>>7091>implying I left your side
*charges chi, impatiently waiting for GM*
Everyone's down at the ground w/ the cats except Torcuil, who finished his rod. Kek.
The lead cat continues.
"I apologize for my rudeness. I am Remorh, the leader of the Guardinal brigade. We wish to," and is cut off.
"This one. He has Football," she says.
Part giant lion and part dragon, the creature has a pair of small brass-colored wings sprouting from its shoulders. It is covered with brass-colored scales.
Sense for evil and or need of a football
>>7094sorry, had to reboot>>7096
Resplendently good. "I have been tasked to aid in the spread of Football in this dimension. These here are my squadron, tasked with different dimensions. The magnificent return of Football has been felt throughout the outer realms. I wish to aid you in your quest."
It was only a matter of time until someone made that joke
*orgasms, then faints*
*eagerly awaits more because he is speechless*
"Many are there who desire not Football, neither the spread of Football, but it is essential that Football not be allowed to diminish. Have you heard the prophecy of John Elway?"
*catches you before you faint*orgasms on your leg
BTW, I gotta as, does this count?https://mlpol.net/ub/res/291.htmldoes pushups
"Yes. Yes I have. But tell me again, because one can never tire of hearing it"
"Well if you have, then you know how long it is. I mean, you really want to hear the entire prophecy?"
>>7104>thinking we haven't all memorized the post number
"I have all the time in the world"
I ain't clickin dat
So what are the cats doing?
You asked for it.
"It has long been foretold that there shall come a day whereupon lightning shall be forced to strike twice in the same place, simultaneously. This causation shall be wrought about by a foolish argument between two rivalling deities. What would result would defy the intent of both deities and others. A thought-form would be created, and from that thought-form would come John Elway, Football, and the Denver Bronco's.
You see, the rivalling deities along with their associates and other such had grown lazy, and careless, and complacent. Having millenia previously won Ragnarok, and having feasted eternally afterwards, they began to languish. As they did so, the people began to comparably languish, to their peril and weakness.
John Elway it is said, being both man and Football, while also being All of the Denver Broncos, would usher Football unto all places and dimensions."
>>7113Are we post Elway or pre-Elway?
>>7113>words sting divegrass-tainted ears, but listens anyway to show support for her husbands faith
*pulls through by->>7115>*slowly humping leg*
"Not only the realms of the physical, but all of the inner and outer realms as well. Footballs shall bring with them American, and where you have American, you have ponies. And when you have ponies, American, Football and John Elway?
And so ends the prophecy."
>ponies, American, Football and John Elway
Those words have to have magical effects when combined together
Intresting, but how does my my rod work?
The reason this is important is that in the Codex Ridiculous, it further suggests that there shall come a realm as if from nowhere that will be instrumental in the manifestation of John Elway, and that from in that realm shall come one who knows of Football, having known and heard of Football from the moment he saw the statue that was to bear the likeness of John Elway, did he know Football. Resplendent in shining armor he shall be the first human to speak of Football in about 13000 years
You're of a different faith so probably not
*wondering if he is the one*
"How may we facilitate this process?"
".. So.. what do poinie have to do with Football?"
Although I think you are now close enough to hear it
>>7126If only you had a husbando who could edit your posts
*looks around at catfolk*
How many are around us?
Cold but sadly true
Those papers I mention earlier,
I meant divorce papers
There were five in total
"Further, in the Ridiculum Volume II it states that from this creation of John Elway there too shall be piles of horsepussy. It is therefore the desires of all good creatures of all levels that I aid you in your journey, for I was what was chosen for this task by a bunch of faggots typing at a keyboard. Have you heard the fable of the faggots who made it all possible?"
"No, go on"
*In complete awe*
>>7133Listen I respect your ship, and you respect mine. So help me out and I'll help you. He has his eyes on another prize but I can fix that
>>7137Got your back, Jack.
>>7138>tfw infernuis dosent have a ship anymore, because thez wants to fuck tracy more than she wants to fuck infernuis.
>>7138Keep Trump away from Trollestia, I have an idea>Torcuil meets up with Trollestia away from Trump
"You wanna troll hard?"
>>7139I was going to kill and eat her while she was incapacitated, but I won't now, just for you.
infernuis not a cuck.
we sekrit thread nao
I'm pretty sure Thez's feelings are purely predatory.
You can both has.>>7145
Tomato, tomato, Sechs.
Anyway, before Trump is a brassy-golden Lion-dragon thing (Dragonne specifically).
>>7146>not knowing the differences between romantic, carnal, and predatory desires
As representative of >rape, I reprimand you.
[1d20 = 14]>>7146I tell Trollestia I'm going to cast an illusion to fool Trump into think she's been scarred and burned.this will mkke him loose intrest
I roll incase I need it>still waiting to see how my rod worked...
>>714 →But why would she be scarred and burned?>>7147
May she tell us all she knows
me no think adolf would like that :(
e_e "In time I shall deliver you copy pasta if that is what you truly require, but I don't have it with me."
"How may we aid each other in our quest?"
That's a dumb idea.
Show her your rare pepes collection.
"Oh yes. George Soros desires not the spread of Football, and yet he too knows of it (speaking from their timeframe) and wishes to see it crushed. It is said that he may bring with him the hoardes of the abyss, with untold nightmares and horrors, in his fear of Football.
Oh yeah, that.>>7155
"I know of George Soros only what I saw that day. Can you tell me of him? He is wounded, but he is not yet bannished"
"What kinds of horrors?"
>>7155>can't use computer
>>7160>meme wizard>not having a hard-copy portfolio of all the rarest Pepes in existence
I'm sure she'd be impressed.
"He was,... wounded," she seems moved. "This is tremendous news!"
So Trump, if he desires, has gained a mount. There, is that good enough, or did you still want that one pony? Fleur or whatever? Xppppp
>>7161>implying I don't
Kinda hard to turn those into digital formatBesides, converting them would ruin their value
"I cleaved his arm right off"
Trump absolutely takes a Dragonne Mount>picks up Tracy like a saddle bag so she'll be less jealous
Also, to clarify, I wanted *to mount* fluer, not fluer *as a mount*
I see plenty of mounts in your guys future
>shows trollestia pepe collection
I hope you don't mind if we chill on the story for a bit, there's combat coming up soon. I can answer questions and you can still do stuff, but nothing time consuming (like, resting would retire the character for the night).
I can kill stuff. By the way can Football Dragonne fly with Trump riding her? She has wings
"... We could've been friend, Ms. Kitty...." she says quietly under her breath
I guess Torcuil turns in for the night>still not fucking sure if his staff works or not
No, I'm saying I don't have it in me, but yes she can.>>7172
Neither am I, I'm not sure exactly what the limits are to a magneto rod yet
i study my force book.
>>7171Don't worry, Trumpaladin is not going to fuck a non-pony dragon lion thing. Unless she says "pony American Football Elway" in a string again, in which case he will do literally anything she asks
Wtf is the Dragonne going to sleep?
Also, can I do diplomacy with the other Khajits?
>>7173>all I wanted was to move metal objects around
I nothing easy in tabeetope rpgs?
I guess Trumpaladin tests his new mount out (assuming the other 4 cat people can be left behind without being rude) as they speak together of Footbball. Also, he will cast DEFENSE on her before she sleeps, and maybe keep her in the same room just to be safe
*is nothing easy in tabletop rpgs
I need to learn how to type
Okay, I just wanted to make sure I didn't just give you Magneto-level powers by accident
This is actually a pretty fair point. Trumpaladin should speak to the other cat people
No, they take off through a portal they create all sliders-like
>>7183>Didn't get to talk with friendly Khajits or exchange wares
Tracy still has to pick up her gold and silk adorned saddle, fit her armor, and do other stuff....
Oh well....>tfw you feel sorry for your own character
>>7186>>7185I actually do feel sad now. What all did you do to prep to try to be the mount?
>>7181infernuis has reconsidered the thezXinfernuis ship.
the fuhrer approves
>>7181Thats fine. I was envisioning maybe levitation of small things (keys, knives, short swords) and juts sliding or throwing of larger things (doors, people in armor, long swords). Oould that be too op?
I'll be back this afternoon
Don't anything intresting without me
Well, at least I'm not sleep deprived anymore. Sorry, I set my phone to wake me in a half hour and,... I just now woke up.>>7174
You finish the book, pick a discipline:
Get on my level Xp>>7192
No that's perfectly fine.
Also, friendly reminder that Mlpol.net has surpassed 100000 posts. It doesn't look that way, but the game threads are being kept from raping the main page.
>>7193infernuis wants keep bang thez
Can I pic my stuff up?
Certainly. The only reason they were shooting at you was to get your attention. It never occurred to them to figure out how to do that until oh shit, there's these cats.
does anything come with that discipline?
>pics up armor
>pics up gilded saddle
>pics up alchemy supplies
>misc (idk, irrelevant junk)
Still in town.
I got work to do, so I'll figure out my development plans after pony.
Questions in meantion
(under the implication that I know the town) Where in Port Barry could I find (if available):
>misc magical services (think fortune-telling gypsy style)
>pony-sized custom clothes
infernuis want help with sidequest.
What was yours again?Also, remember Tracy is an anti-social nihilist by herself, so you'd need to make it worth her while
infernuis want to say i sorry for the other day, me just want to help. and maybe me can help with quest somehow.
>tfw u forgot about pony again, after missing movie night>>7198
Yes. You immediately gain in your Bluff, Diplomacy, Sense Motive, and Gather information.
You may choose 3 powers from the listhttp://www.dandwiki.com/wiki/SRD:Psion/Wilder_Powers>>7199>spells
Cuz she's a spellcaster? o_O>enchanted items
There are knick-knackey stores, I'll roll up to see what they have.>specialized weapons
You guys raided the weapons shop Xp>fortunes
Hmmmmm, you just gave me ideas/opportunities>NPC's
Just peasants (like, a wagon driver if you wanted)
while we are on whats in town.is there a pet shop?
Yes, yes there is. I suppose there ARE NPCs
No, I was meaning if she wanted to have a spell cast by someone else (there's mages for hire in Equestria, so the idea wouldn't be alien to her).
I'm gonna have to go through all the threads and make some kind of index. I know you had Barding made, using the Hydra Hide, yes?
Oh. Yeah, there's a store for mage-wares, and they have some scrolls available.
Sweet. The saddle is quit fetching, with frilly bits of lace at all the right spots, gold and sliver thread and accents run along its surface with intricate leatherwork, all designed to fluidly and aesthetically fit together to match the barding. Tracy, almost looks regal if not for a hint of lewd.
Seriously. As you exit the shop, Thez (still bundled in bandages and being flown about by her giant fly) gets a nose-bleed
>>7212New pony is on now; wait.
The pet shop only stocks guard dogs, other then that its mostly geared for wizards (familiar types)
whats the smallest dog breed they have?
they're adorable ill take one.
does the shop owner say anything?
"Make sure not to step on her, those ones are kinda squishy. Still, they're quick, so you probably won't have a problem."
infernuis wouldn't step on defenseless pupper. haha you got name?
whats the shopkeeper look like
He's an overweight bald guy. "Call me Guy."
tell me guy, you hear of Rockwell?
"I keep hearing his name. Some of the guys at the pub keep talkin' about him, saying
I should check out that new church."
you should guy it a good place. (((they))) cant step on that ground.
catfall. (for obvious reasons)(infernuis now have phobia of falling)
Thanks for reminding me
of, course it makes for a good rp experice.
In addition to those,you also get (Telepath discipline) Charm, Psionic, and Mindlink
>tfw shitposting while carrying a bag of manure, with a chattering baby squirrel on my shoulder
Fug, I'd like to develop this plotline, but I have so much shit to do today...
Can I get a quick rundown of my options at the mage vendors, before I start the dialog later?
What are you a farmer?
Also, Mage store?
>>7232No. I have another job, as well as Uni. I'm just helping out my parents this weekend.
Identify, Enlarge Person, Enlarge Pony, Obscuring Mist, Undetectable Alignment - All lvl 1
Silence - Lvl 2
Dispel Magic - Lvl 3
>>7233Understandable, have a nice day>>7234
Do they have tomes?
Blank ones, but nothing enscribed.
>>7234this fucking squirrel, I swear..!
How exactly do scrolls work? Can Barbarians even use them? Would these only work so long as I have the items with me, or would they give me an Alternate Form (I'd assumed the spell I was looking for was advanced, and that it might not be available in the Port)?
Torcuil buys one for the purpose of memes
Any magic items?
Not weapons but like his ring of jumping
Fill it with memes.
"Oh, well for something like that you'll want the Jewler's shop. I do have a self-inking quill though."
Ehh, I'll take it>leaves for jew-lers shop
I imagine that a Meme Magician's powers could mainly be centered on conjuration, transmutation, and evocation, in that order.
Idk though. It is better to read about it first though.
The jewler's shop is barren, the shopkeeper scribbling away at designs on a sketch-pad.
"Sorry chum, we're all out of merchandise. (((They))) cleaned us out months ago. I may have to close the place unless we can get new merchandise in."
He is wearing a magnificent set of segmented goggles, which glitter and sparkle in the light, as he continues to work.
Fuck it. I took the scrolls regardless.>>7244>is walking bu, glumly through town>see this
*lurks in the background, in stealth*
Good of you. Thez (who is following Tracy cuz hawt) happens to take note of the scene and buzzes closer to the building.
"Ooooh, that gives me an idea!" she buzzes back up to Trump tower.
By the way, let the record show that I'm literally trying to meme the next Trump tower into being a Chesterhedron. I'll tell you all why later on.
Oh right. Scrolls can only be cast by their requisite characters (magic for mages/sorcs/wiz/bards, and divine for clerics, palis, and druids), but because the magic is encoded they can be cast by a character 2 levels lower than ordinary. So, no barbarian sorry.
>>7245>leans on counter
And who is (((they)))?
There is a chance of mishap though. ^_~
*saunters off to tailor's shop and buys a hoodie, because reasons*Is there any way I can attain an alternate wild shape?>>7249
The Rat Folk, remember?
"Them sneaky rats you lot wiped out. They had some place they took all the wealth of the town and stashed it. Its a pity too, this city used to be a thriving and successful trading port."
I can get you matterials
For a price
>>7254>not looking for clues to the secret shekel stash
Like pic related?>>7255
You're the rouge
Go detect some shit
He waves his hands. "I ain't got money son (he's older). Its good of you to offer though."
Thez slowly buzzed back in front of the building. Her fly is wearing the poofy-cloud-girdle that she normally wears, and it has a small bag tied to its abdomen.
The fly places her on the ground, and she worms her way over to the bag and puts it in her mouth. She then <whooofs> to the counter and BLEAUGHs the bag on the counter.
"Good proprietor, I know an individual who has these items for immediate front-sale. If you are interested, he is offering these pieces if you think that you can sell them," she smiles.
Precisely. The tower is a double-ended one of those.
*moves closer to shop inquisitively in stealth, and inspects treasure area*
I don't need money I need...
The shopkeeper opens the bag, and his eyes pop out of their sockets.
"What are,... where did you,... look at the intricacy of these lines! How on earth did you," he trails off.
Thez giggles. "I know a guy who is unable to market his wares. He's very skilled, only wants to increase his notoriety, and is willing to start a business relationship,... cuz Its me."
"I am certain that these will sell, and at,... my word, these will fetch a king's ransom!">>7260
"Wh, what sort of object?" he asks, still fixated on the bag, with all the segments of his goggles applied to the contents.
*moves closer, interested*
Do you have any expireance with magic?>i glance at the bag too
Because of how he's holding it (he's behind the counter) you can't see inside, but you can tell it is several small objects that are casting a disco-ball, technicolor scatter all across the guy's face.
"N, no. I just do designs and crafting. You'd need a mage for that sort of thing, but I can certainly fabricate the pieces if you're looking to make something."
"Also, if you have uncut stones I can do that too. Not like this guy though,... who the hell made these?"
Thez giggles. "My older brother."
Okay, I'll let you know if I need anything>What other stores are there to visit?
Just basic adventuring/sailing wares and stock. I'm all-but positive that we've covered every possible significant variant.
Meh, just delete one
is there a butcher in town?
hello, infernuis need 2 bison steaks.
"Okee, ya!" A short woman in a butcher's outfit waddles behind a curtain and produces a big chunk of bison which she <SMACK> tosses down on the counter.
"2 Ya? What kind you want?"
>>7270>does some meaningless shit while screams about "this fucking computer" are heard from the heavens
which kind is good for small dog
*pulls out sparky*
"Livah!" She walks back behind the curtain again. Two distict <SHUUUUNK> sounds can be heard. She walks back in holding a ridiculously oversized cleaver in her hand, and <THWAPS> two large chunks of liver on the counter, easily twice the size of the puppy.
"Two liver. You want else?"
Sparkly skeedles about in excitement. She's an awfully fast little bugger.
me was thinking about cooking meal for devil-lady got any suggestions?
"Hart!" she waddles back behind the curtain again. Some ripping sounds can be heard. Still behind the curtain: "Me got two, you want?"
"Hokee!" she waddles back, her hands and apron with blood splattered along the surface.
"You want else?"
*holding 2 bloody hearts.
3 trump steaks please.
Now that's a fine choice in steaks. She'll sleep with you for sure
"Hokee," she puts the hearts next to the liver, and with an overhand chop much like someone hammering railroad ties, <SHUUUUNKS> through the bison, cutting off 3 yuuuuge, choice steaks.
While she waits for you to choose something else, she neatly wraps the liver in one package, the hearts in another, and the steaks in yet another.
Can I get some ribs?
"Hokee," she waddles behind the curtain muttering some jibberish in Chinese.
"What kinna ribs? I got cow, elk, bison!" still from the back.
thank you mrs chan. infernuis gotta go cook now.
>>7290ill murder you if you get beef.
"Hokee, u come back!" she yells.
I'll take the bison
"Hokee," she returns from the back still muttering, whacks off a rack from the bison already on the counter.
"You want else?"
[1d20 = 16]>>7259
forgot to roll
Where are the characters now?
Treasure area? I don't follow.
Infernius just left the butcher shop, Torcuil is still inside, Trump IDK, Thez is discussing terms with the jeweler, and Tracy is,....
Trumpaladin is out meeting with representatives of the metallurgy industry, of course
>>7299I hate having to work on weekends...
I was going to investigate where the Werrats' nest was, but now...
Did I detect anything in the shop?
I see. Well, with that die roll all you can find out is that its somewhere along the roads. They had their own wagon that would periodically take all the available wealth and leave with it. They kept to themselves and never divulged anything to anyone. You're gonna have to do some Carmen Sandiego shit to find that place. Clues in the shop? No.
Playing as a hoers give me the "Scent" ability: does that add anything to my roll?
Nope, all traces of their passage is long gone by now.
Tracy takes note, but otherwise gives up on shekel stash.
*returns to pyramid and grinds her kunai in the training room, venting frustration*
Also, where did that Dragonne sleep?
It hasn't slept yet, not much game time has passed since she joined the party.
In the luxury apartment at the top of the floating Trump Tower
How exactly does the training room work, meta-wise?
Every time you successfully use an item, a skill, or whatever, you gain minute amounts of experience in that skill, but no character exp.
Thez buzzes in and heads up to the dais, where the fly sets her down. She begins worming her way around the dais, adjusting things and arranging some of the trinkets and runes and shit strewn about, but it takes her some time cuz she's worming.
What kind of skills can I practice there, furthermore, what do I have at this level of (multi-class)?
does the dais have a kitchen?
Well, I don't recall you drinking the blood yet, so not much really.>>7314
Thats in the mess area.
is there a spice shop in town?
I was going to save this for when I had the Alternate form ability...
Are skills limited by class, or are the train-only skills flexible?
... yeah,... do you want spices?>>7317
Each class has "class skills" and "cross class skills", the latter taking twice as much time and/or skill points to gain proficiency in. As for the alternate form, don't worry; we'll get to that.
>ywn actually experience a true Trump Steak
Strike that, no there is no spice shop. There is however a man-sized spinning tower rack of spices in the mess hall.
alright i make my way to the mess hall then.
You successfully climb back up and are now in the mess hall.
If you have a plan in mind, you can just lump what you're planning. With a few exceptions, you can just 'do stuff' if it doesn't involve other players or a questionably difficult action.
ok so first of all i try and find a small bowl. and then i set it in the corner of the kitchen and put the raw liver in there for sparkly. then i cook a trump brand steak and a heart ans spice it up, then i cook one of the bison steaks.
>>7323>a minotaur cooking bison
Okay. Considering the size of the livers you just acquired, I'll say you put 'part' of 'one' of the livers in a bowl for sparky. As for the others, sure.
For future, assume its an exhaustively stocked kitchen, having whatever resources might be needed. Yukihira Souma would love this kitchen (blatant reference)
i try and find thez.
You hear her talking up at the dais. As you approach, you can see her seated and talking to thin air.
"It went perfectly! He agreed to all your conditions. I'll check back with him to learn his progress, and to submit any custom orders, but you may just have saved his entire business!" she goes quiet, as though listening to something you can't hear. "Of course!" silent again.
[1d20 = 6]>>7327
i continue listening
"Okay, but DON'T put your name all over the damn things, no one wants that shit! Do that weird crystalline surface you showed me! Yeah,... I don't care if its time consuming, you want them to sell right?" she admonishes. "Okay, fine print only. Sounds good, I'll keep you posted." she seems to finish whatever she's looking at/hearing.
*Paladin ears perk up at the mention of "business," "sell," and "order."*
Kunai aren't unlike darts, so I guess I'll use them to build Concentration.
As for Rage-related feats (the thing I really wanted out of the Barbarian class), is that really practical in the training room? Should I go innawoods and start genociding the local wildlife?>>7328>8-ft tall Red Minotaur having stealth
K. When you said "pops bottles", did you mean drink them as well?
I decide to practice with my new rod
Remember, magnetics only (you could have made a rod of telepathy, but you were specific. Xp)
Am I in privacy? I'm about to go out innawoods anyway.Yes.
"Nope! I just completed a side-quest! Did you want something?">>7337
Oh, my bad. Tracy's brain feels like its on fire. Like there is something burrowing into her skull (there isn't, but thats the sensation). You involuntarily start screaming and hitting your own face.
[1d20 = 5]>>7336>implying im going to regret this
I follow tracy at a distance
Roll for stealth
Tracy starts flippin' out.
>>7339>even worse than the 8foot tall minotuar.
>runs while protecting haggis
*Downs regeneration potion to get even more wasted with a small taste of moon sugar
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuck -~FUCK!!!"
infernuis have surprise in mess hall, come see.
Well, I'm going after Thez to get to the bottom of this business deal. I can sense business deals from miles away
[1d20 = 16]>>7345
Roll for business sense
Thez gets a strange look on her face, "A surprise? What KIND of surprise?"
At this point is when Tracy starts flipping out. Anyone in the pyramid can hear it.>>7343
... actually, that was a really good move. You regain full control of your body movements, but it feels like your insides are shifting. I'm talking bones, muscles, brain,... the whole works.
The safest place would be the main rooms.
[1d100 = 85]>>7349
Roll for levitation height to get into the tower
Can I train for autohypnosis later?>>7348
"WHY IS THERE NO HOLE IN THIS WALL?!"
*kicks hole in wall*>is still burning up
*leaves pyramid for fresh air*
*blindly runs into the woods, shrieking like a banshee*
This is all going on in the tower I thought.>>7351
K, Tracy is there wide-eyed, and looking a smidge crazier than usual. Her eyes are bloodshot (using latest ep as visual inspiration) and her posture is a bit more bestial than usual. Also, her hair is disheveled. She just got control of herself, though occasionally jerks like she's Michael J Fox.
i bring thez to the mess hall.
>pretending his haggis wasn't stirred
I thought it was forest
Kek, you don't kick a hole in the wall, that's solid glass-steal. You do run out into the forest.
As you do so, there are several humanoid-looking things running about. They all turn as you come charging into the forest. None are close, but you can hear them jibber-jabber.
She only just declared departing for the forest. You can still follow.>>7354
"Hey wait! What about Tracy?" she mutters curses at her faggot for putting her in this situation.
[1d20 = 15]
>Doesn't want to leave his position, but hears Tracy's scream and wants to know if it's the sort of thing he needs to leave for
Roll to tell if the scream was caused by contact with a foe, or Tracy being Tracy as per normal
Well the tower is above Port Barry, which is not far from the edge of the forest which eventually leads to Trollestia's grove, beyond the great tree.>>7360
It is neither Tracy being Tracy, nor contact with another foe. This scream sounds like something of an uncontrollable change occurring within, rather than something caused by without or 'normal' circumstances.
Wait seriously? YOU'RE Trump?
*right through them, still shrieking*
"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!">translation>'Unholy fuck! My brain is on fire!'
but i..... fine
*i go after tracy*
>>7361>eventually leads to Trollestia's grove
Is there a darker, spookier direction I could run towards?
[1d20 = 4]>>7362
ID e4acb is Trump, yes>>7361
Well, Tracy's personal issues become mine sooner or later, but I'm going to have to go with "later." In the meantime, I will explore the business situation in Port Barry.
Torcuil knows nothing of the grove at this point, only Tracy's been there.>>7367
The area before the grove is/was plenty dark and spooky. You haven't even made it to the tree, its just this time you're having a panic attack and can't stealth.
Two of them start to approach (you can see three) and the jibber-jabbering increases. Rather than a single medium-sized creature, they appear a mess of movement, kind of like a pile of ants.
No, I mean,... ur that artfag?? ^_^
That's picsart guy. Someone else.
*instinctively draws knife*>has low-light vision
Oh, okay. I haven't been able to determine whether picsart guy is still around. I hope so.
Just one? Its daytime btw.>>7375
2>had no idea, fuggin awesome
I thought I was beginning to morph.
*bites knife a growls*
Torcuil heads back to the pyramid, hoping for something that doesnt involve insane murder horse
>>7379I need two days of unfiltered Rage to gain access to the better Barbarian Feats,
so you'd best not get in my way.
swiggity swooty im coming to heal that booty.
SOMETHING is happening, but ur not sure what yet.>>7379
You're the one who followed,....>>7364
You and Thez arrive a distance from where Tracy is now pulling her full trio of knives to bear. You see a few brownish-mounds that look humanoid, and one of them approaches Tracy. As it does so, it explodes in a flurry of movement, appearing to increase a bit in size.
Tracy gets an attack of opportunity.
[2d20 = 22]>>7382
*attacks with both knife and fire*
[2d20 = 12]>>7382
when its my turn i gore 2 of the mounds.
>>7384I'll kill you too if you get in my way.
Both attacks land, causing small brownish creatures to be flung from the mound. That in its self is curious. What is also curious is that almost to your command, a burst of fire erupts against the mound which draws back and distorts as it attempts to escape the flame.
Even more curious, as the flame erupts, the pain in your head decreases.
*Mauls nearest creature*
What did I just tear apart?
*focuses on pain in head*
I head to the treasury
Side note, could a mage use throwing weapons efficently?
[16d3 = 31]
Thez, still being held by Infernius sniffs the air a few times. "Wait a second, that smell. There's a hint of the infernal about.">>7390
Its almost like the pressure that comes of a nasty infection; an abnormal pressure you're unfamiliar with that is painful and alien. It feels primordial, and unlike anything you've ever experienced.
The mound in front of you reforms, and advances on you, almost enveloping you.
[16d3 = 39]>>7392
As the mound envelops, a dozen or more tiny slashes and gashes crack along your exposed parts (no armor is all-encompassing). This only fills Tracy with more rage (and pain), which increases the pressure in her head. She feels about to burst.
Ignore the second set of rolls
With practice, yes. Darts are the preferred thrown weapon, but daggers/knives are also applicable.
[2d20 = 18]>>7392>has uncanny dodge
*Attacks with fire again*
From her closer perspective, Tracy can see that the mound is actually a mass of 6" bipedal creatures, swarming all over themselves and leveraging each other to slash and stab with very small crude weapons of metal, bone, and wood. The creatures themselves are hairy and fast.
>>7395>not acknowlegding best throwing weapon
What would be the best secondary weapon for a mage?
Im thinking about a set of throwing hatchets
Gibberlings get auto-flank when they envelop a target. However, fire was the correct choice.
In a fit of maddened and pain-riddled flexing, the area immediately around Tracy bursts with gouts of flame, as though a gasoline fire was just lit. The mound explodes backwards, as the Gibberlings lose their grip on one another and start scrambling around. The other Gibberling mounds stop and watch.
The blasted mound attempts to reconstitute its self. While, Tracy feels the pressure in her head diminish significantly, though she still has some 'juice' left.
[1d20 = 14]>>7397*takes another dab of moon sugar*
*shake the things off*
The other two mounds however, appear to be looking at eachother quizzically with large tear-drops over their 'heads'.
They got blown off by the last burst. They're scrambling just out of physical range.
[1d20 = 18]>>7403*takes even more moon sugar*>is literally shaking
*Steps forward and uses Appraisal*
Wrong skill (appraisal is for determining items) but I know what you mean.
Tracy feels like she could focus on the mound and envoke fire upon them.
Also, I'm assuming that Infernius is a bit stunned by what is happening. He was too far off to gore to begin with, it wouldn't have worked for the second, and omfwtfbbq?
[1d20 = 1]
[angry hoers noises]
You look cuter somehow
The mound seems less interested in approaching, and is keeping its distance. The other two mounds slowly shuffle closer.
How do I into rage combos?
*keeps moving forward, still hissing*
You don't EVEN know at this point, you just know that theres a pressure in your head and there's a mound in front of them.
From distance, still being carried by Infernius, Thez yells "Unleash it! Don't let it build, they are your enemy and deserve whatever happens!"
"Fucking leave me alone!"
*Runs off, ignoring jibberniggers*
Thez looks at Infernius. "Don't just stand there, go after her!"
The Gibberlings are not impressed, and start to swarm around Tracy, the three of them expanding to envelop her. She gets an attack of opportunity, but there's three of them and each represents a mass of smaller creatures.
>>7417Can I swoop in on a Dragonne?
Yes, but you're coming in from distance, it'd take a few rounds even at free-fall speed.
[1d20 = 12]>>7417
Can't my Escape Artist ability help me?
*spray fire at anything in obstructing path*
[3d3 = 7]>>7421
Yes, but you're surrounded and they're keeping their distance, taking advantage of circumferential flank.
Thez yells "Tracy! Crush them with fire!!"
[1d20 = 14]>>7423
"Shut the fuck up, you bitch!">Charges>brandishes knife and slashes through whatever is in the front
[30d3 = 62]>>7424
You/she successfully strike at 3 of them, but there's over a hundred. They fully envelop, and slash/scrape/stab from all sides.
You're NOT in good shape.
Uh... Can I swoop in now?
Almost there, next round
Alright, preliminary question then. Can I tell the entity being attacked is the Blue One
[1d20 = 10]>>7425>what does it take for a lady to get some space?>>7427
"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!">*rage at maximun*>erratic slashing and biting
Can I cast a saving roll now?>>7428It wouldn't help.
In these circumstances no. They're rather coordinated, and taking full advantage of their small size. They're essentially like piranas(sp) except with swords and jagged things, instead of teeth.
You're beginning to feel faint.
[1d20 = 9]>>7432
Fuck it. Do whatever the fuck Thez said, so I can get some space.
[1d20 = 6]>>7434
As Tracy begins to lose track of her surroundings, and as (unbeknownst to her, vaporous steam begins to hiss from her pores and especially her mane) she casts a single lasting glance at the mound.
"BURN" echoes through her mind, as her eyes dip, and then close.
From outside Tracy's perspective, obsrvers can see she's steaming (literally) and covered in tiny wounds and gashes. Her eyes begin to lose their focus, and she grits her teeth.
The mound(s) that now surround her are enveloped in a spiralling flame, which burn like a cylinder around her. Most of the GIbberlings are burned away, while others scramble to escape the unwarranted and unexpected flames. Tens and twenties of the little bastards lie smoking and charred at her feet, while the survivors an evaders flee to whatever rock or hole they crawled out of.
As Tracy surveys the area, she begins to lose consciousness.
Tracy has one move before falling.
[1d20 = 20]>>7436
>>7437>Not get picked up by Trumpaladin flying down on a Lion-dragon
No, that's exactly what happens. As the Gibberlings escape/retreat, Trump swoops down atop (what was her name again? I forgot to give her a name.) the Dragonne, while Tracy slumps and falls forward, prevented from falling only by Trump's intervention.
As she collapses across the Dragonne's back, Trump notices that her mane is lined with bony protrusions that were not there before. They're like horns almost, but really small and dotting the inside of her mane (not obvious on glance, but detectable upon inspection).
The remaining Gibberlings make like ninjas and vanish.
Thez, still being held by Infernius.
"What the fuck just happened?! What did she do!?"
lets go see!
You have no idea. From inside a blackened area, you sense a cackling. This exists apart from the world.
>>7439>What is her name
Ponies, America, Football, Elway - PAFE. Pa'fey. Fey if you like.>>7441
I can leave you on the charred ground near the surviving groundhog things if you prefer
"Proved why she's here"
My luck has been shitty today...
Guess whose back
This is adorable
What are my choices of metal in the treasury?>>7445
Nice fail rape horse
*takes note to stir haggis later*
>>7449>frog noises intensify
Fae works (if you don't mind)>>7446
"No! You don't get it!" Thez is struggling around despite her bandages. "Her scent is totally different now! She smells like,... well,... like one of my kind!"
With Tracy safely on Fae's back, she (Fae) comments, "I don't mean to question you great Trump, but that pony we're ushering,... do you know that she has devil blood in her?"
Can't I just be fiendish instead? I was thinking something closer to a Nightmare.
Oh very funny
Don't worry, we're on EXACTLY the same page. I said you have devil blood in you (which is true), I didn't yet state the lasting effect. Its not an easy transition.
*A cold chill runs down Trump's spine at Thez's words*
After a very long pause, Trump tells Fae
"I assure you, I am very well aware of the fallenness of this world and of the instruments Elway has chosen to save it. But if devil blood is necessary to repel those who would prevent the spread of the Truth of Football, and for our liberation from our thralldom to the Terrasque, then so be it."
Pauses a little, then adds
"Don't worry, I don't trust her or any of the demon stock"
>>7454>Alignment: Always neutral evil
No, you are chaotic evil
I can be a goodish
I believe I asked what metals are in the treasury.
Preferably something light and strong
And meanwhile, in her head Tracy feels like she's standing alone in a darkened room. From all around her usher whispers of "Something to eat!" "Something?" "Yes, to eat!" "We should eat!" "Eat" in a constantly mingling sound that grows more intense and frightful as she 'hears' it.
You're Chaotic Evil
>>7458I'll give you chaotic neutral at best
Oh yes, I apologize. The treasury has been laid bare, in the interest of expanding Trump's vision. Its all polished floors and nothing of value.
In the Game world, as Trump speeds Tracy back to Trump tower, Tracy begins to sweat and thrash in her unconsciousness.
Dragonne has a flight speed of 30ft...
Change of plans. Trumpaladin will take the unconscious Tracy to the Port Barry Immigration detention center and or quarantine zone, for a safe measure. Unless there is a similar room like a brig in Trump Tower
Where could I find bars, maybeeeeeeeee Adamentite(?)
I think 2 should be good
Trump arrives back at the pyramid, and speeds her to the infirmary.
Meanwhile Thez "Grrr's" and <whoofs> her and Infernius back to the pyramid>>7467
Base combat speed of,... this is full flight.>>7468>GM eye twitches
Not,... to the toer?
Don't worry, these metals should be in the Port Barry forge warehouse. Just submit a requisition request>>7470
And let her be over taken by a demon virus and destroy the tower? I don't think so
Inside Tracy's head, innumerable shadows dart to and fro around her, not dissimilar to the GIbberlings except instead of attacking with blades, they each take a bit of "her" with them.
>>7472>they each take a bit of "her" with them.
I'm sorry, what was there to take again?
Thez <whoofs> her and Infernius back to the edge of the forest. "WHERE THE FUCK DID THEY GO!?" and she starts sniffing the air.
That statement is precisely why they are able to take unrestricted.>>7475
"Errrgh!" Thez grunts, and whoofs the two of them to the center of town, where they can see Trump ushering Tracy into his quarantine area.
"Get me there nao!" she leans and moves in the direction she's indicating.
Before I continue, what does Tracy think? I mean, last she was fully conscious and unperturbed, she drank a vial of blood. Since then she's experienced several types of madness, has set a few things on fire with her mind, and is now having her consciousness eaten away by a shadowy presence literally stealing her essence.
If Trump has any awareness of Thez then he defers to Thez. She knows what this evil virus is
>>7477>having her consciousness eaten away
Like I said, what exactly was there to eat away? The hopelessly nihilistic part? The hedonistic shenanigans? The irrational violence? Or the side that still hoped she could be a mother one day?>this is the third time she's been possessed
>>7479>Or the side that still hoped she could be a mother one day?
She got gang-raped when she was young, and her organs were damaged. After failing to get pregnant so many times, her life fell into a downward spiral of nihilism and violence.
The "I'm me" part>>7478
Thez and Infernius (haven't had it directed, but I'm assuming he's doing what she's yelling, especially given the frantic nature of her voice) enter the quarantine area as a still-thrashing Tracy is placed on a cot.
"What in hell have you done?" Thez says, tearing through her bandages. With the bandages removed (the surface ones showing ample bloody/oozing parts) you can see that her skin is long from being fully formed. While better off than she was, there are several sections of her body that display open musculature, tendon, ligament, and bone. She limps over to Tracy
T> Monk healing.
Tracy, as her capacity to discern begins to fade, even from this mind-space she is in, feels 'heat'. Its not the shadow, and its not her, and yet it immediately IS her, and it vitalizes and rejuvinates her.
The shadow-flurry slows, and the thing its self begins to cease its barrage.
"What is this?!"
Tracy's consciousness clears, enough to determine that she is still she, and that THAT is NOT she, and that that is her enemy.
this feel makes infernuis heart extremely sad
Request: Two bars of (uhh, whats a Light but strong metal in D&D
I think we have some good healers
>>7484take heart young jedi
Physical healers yes. Mind healers,... not so much.
He needs to take the high ground>>7487>mythril>adamantite
Did Terraria rip off D&D?
I'll take 2 ingots of Mythril then>healers
But at least we won't die
infernuis could do lobotomy.
My vidya references have been out of date for YEARS now, like since FFX.
From inside herself, Tracy hears another voice. This one is deep and resounding, and entirely unfamiliar yet vaguely assertively so. The lone question comes to mind:
"Who is to die this day?"
Huh, so Terraria did pull a rip offIts a fairly fun game. The world is like 2d minecraft, but the gameplay is great
Some of the higher tier ores are Adamantite and Mythril
But know I know where 5hey got that.>anyway
I heard the commotion after turning in my form, so I head over to see whats happening
*continues internal stabbing*
Sorry brower is nuking on me, gimme a sec
It wasn't just that, I've been running multiple processes all morning. The comp needed a reboot.
*thrashing, doesn't have knives inside head
Still, the shadowy whatever finds that you're not as helpless and weak as you should be, especially given your physical state.
You have no weapons, armor, or items. There is a shadow whats-it before you, and a pounding in your head. What do you do.
That will work. Tracy without knowing it, gives in to the pain, the frustration, the rejection of what has happened, and the fury of all that she has seen, has EVER seen, and with that resolve does bite down on the shadowy thing. From her teeth belch flames, also her hooves, and jets of which spout intermittently from her mane and tail.
The shadow - being intangible and unable to mount any physical (even in the mind) defense against literal threats, recoils and attempts to retreat.
You have an attack of opportunity, flaming hooves and a flaming mouth.
Do your worst.
I guess I arrive at the place, so I ask what the fuck is going on?
*mauls the fuck out of it*>goes for the jugular (if it has one)
*starts kicking and screaming internally*
is tracy thashing about externally?
*grapples, still mauling it*
Did I need to roll there?
Tracy - still in her own head - goes full Barbarian rage on its bitch-ass. She still doesn't know what it is, but with every firey blow/bite, it seems to recoil, to diminish. Her eyes now streaming flames, and her whole body issuing a vaporous steam, she stands menacingly over it, it now unable to harm her in the least.>>7504
Yes. Thez is on the floor at her feet, in meditation. Tracy has flung all blankets and whatever aside. Her eyes are shut tight, but she's clearly in a frenzy of sorts.
"This cannot be! You are of the earth! This cannot be!" it screams as it is crushed and trampled into nothingness.
I got to go for about an hour, sorry...>inb4 >rape
Before I continue, what has just occurred (in a minimal explanation) is that Tracy just beat down the developing presence of a nightmare which was growing within her. Because she consumed Devil blood, its nature mixed with hers, and ultimately tried to take over. Tracy is already nutty, and has been possessed before so she was able to fight it off. Thez gave her a boost at the right moment, and she literally trampled its developing will/awareness with her own.
In the real, Tracy's eyes flutter open for a moment, before >>7507
she falls into a peaceful and restful sleep.
Thez collapses against the side of Tracy's cot, also exhausted.
So... Is she still infected with Ebola and do we need to continue to keep her quarantined?
i mutter *there goes infernuis dinner plans*
As Tracy lays there, the bony protrusions along her mane darken at the tip, and appear to glisten with a hint of gold.>>7510
You have NO idea, but she's peacefully resting at the moment, and doesn't appear to be either a threat or to be in any distress.>>7511
Don't worry, meat is meat whether its cold or warm. ^_~
>>7510>Toriul looks at Trump and Infernius
What the fuck is going on here ye bastards?
trump you know what happen to tracy?
hoers go crazier than usual.
"Yeah, she took some weird drugs or something and tried to face down a group of groundhogs or something. Anyways, the important thing is that Thez says that something she did caused her to imbibe demon blood. Same group as Tracy. It caused a fever and shaking. But before that it caused her to produce a fire that killed off the mole groundhog things. Thez and Fae say she has some peculiar evil in her now. It looks like the worst of the fever is over. I do not know if she is contagious or not"
Well, Thez didn't say that, but Fae said "she has demon blood in her".
Infernius knows from Thez' reaction that something significant/worrisome happened, but he was kinda dragged along in a manner of speaking
From Trump's back Infernius whispers, "Oi lad! Look, they're both down! We can kill 'em nao!"
It's in her now whereas it was not before, that what he knows
>>7516>is of confusion
I have an idea,
Can unicorns detect human "goodness" like in all the fucking myths that I am aware of?
Or is it a more mlp unicorn?
Well, she spent the whole time frantically barking orders and teleporting the both of you about (she could have ported solo) and fixated on what was happening. Again, you don't know what was up, but it was clearly (and not just from Thez' actions) significant.>>7522
No, that's easy for any divinely-abled creature (holy or infernal)
"She did something, who knows what, but there is evil in her now and it caused a reaction almost like the flu. And she burned a large number of things with her mind apparently"
WHO THE FUCK IS TRUMP AND WHO THE FUCK IS GM
Ooooh, thats pretty
To God, King and Country
Okay good, you both always responding to shit sometimes confused me, and I had to know>>7523
So, unicorns cant do that?
Tracy's eyes flutter open again. She feels,... different. She's not in danger (so no thrashing about nao!), and she is surrounded by her friends(?) who are eager to see what has occurred and how she fares.
Yep, detect alignment is a 1st level skill.
>>7532>she is surrounded by her friends
Shhh, don't fight it
"Lad! Its not too late! We can kill 'em for good! That blue one is vile nao!" Vandereim whispers as you walk out to Fae.
Shut up, you enjoy us and you know it.>>7533
So, who out of us could check that shit?
[annoyance intensifies]>>7539>*stirs haggis internally*>>7537
TRACY OK? TRACY DEAF?
Sidenote. Tracy is now lawful evil, and technically she always was so. The reason is because lawful evil means "orderly evil" or rather, maintaining a consistent response to stimuli over time. Chaotic evil would be an inconsistent response to evil over time, which seems inconsistent with Tracy's character. She seems like she would consistently murder those who are aggressive for one, and consistently disdain happy/comfy feels/situations for no good reason. Basically, lawful = consistent, and Tracy (in spite of being disproportionate from 'the norm') is actually QUITE consistent.
Tracy is a literal serial killer.
Both Infernius and Trump>>7541
Kek. Tracy is being vigorously shaken.
*bites nose-ring like a bulldog*
detect aligment and tell torc
Thez also stirs awake and immediately gasps, as she's been oozing onto the floor.
"God dammit!" she exclaims while pulling out a small brassy cylinder that looks like a stamp roll, and proceeds to roll over and over and over, until she's again covered in bandages.
*Trumpaldin goes into a corner outside of the detention center infirmary*
"I don't know. I believe the Blue one was among those that woke up near the pyramid. If that is the case, then she is chosen by Elway himself to complete the task at hand. Remember that Elway allows evil to exist not because He cannot vanquish it, but because it serves to make Good the more glorious. Perhaps she has a purpose here. I saw her kill something like 90 mole things just with her mind. That's a power that could be useful. And for all her problems, she's been very helpful in the past. Of course, that may have changed. She seems less enthusiastic to see me than expected. Perhaps she has changed. Actually, I should probably make sure she's not some random blue pony that just stumbled upon us. If that's the case, then yeah, we should kill her."
Trumpaladin goes back into the room
Yep, definitely lawful evil. Also, there's those gold-tipped horn thingies.>>7546
And then Tracy clamps on Infernius' nose-ring.
>>7549Is this better or worse than before?
>>7549...I don't want horns...
>>7551We can get those sanded off or surgically removed for you
Sorry, u just said you wanted to go wilder. Tit for tat. Xp
So how is my order going?
>>7555>decide to leave him a chance, because he was here this time>squanders it
i get up and run into the wall tracy first
Uhhhh,... what was it? Even with my autism, its hard to keep track of everything.
>>7554Can I change shape yet?
Well, Tracy said she's biting down on your nose ring at the moment
Its early yet. You JUST woke up. Let it simmer a bit.
So... Would Tracy be more or less attractive to Trump now?
*Angles knife between us*
>>7561If I were okay with having horns, I would've just evolved into a unicorn.
Sorry, momentary misinterpretation.
Infernius, now having Tracy dangling from his nose-horn, flails about before crashing into the wall, Tracy first
[1d20-4 = -16]>>7564
One never knows what will result of their actions,....
Upon colliding with the wall, Infernius realizes he now has a keen-edged blade sticking out of his chest at an alarming angle.
>>7567I'll just slike them off and snort them as aphrodisiacs
Tracy kinda falls to the floor, (she's still far from 'okay physically OR mentally), but Infernius has a big knife to worry about.
Kill me now>>7558
Two mythril bars
Ill be back in an hour
>>7569that works, they're more cosmetic and indicative than anything
Fail. You have several people looking right at you. You need some form of concealment to just 'go stealth' (hasn't come up yet cuz you have had). You DO flee the room though.>>7572
"Sorry, I mean I know you're one of the great ones, but our stock of mythril is VERY limited. We can spare an ounce? Maybe?"
Trumpaldin will now go and ask Fae what this means, and if there is any cure
trump pull out knife!?!?
Oh shit. Trump pulls out the knife from Inferius's chest, and then stuffs in a rag and forces Inferius's hand over it to stop the bleeding, before Trump goes outside to talk to Fae
>>7576You're lucky I didn't use poison (I was gonna).>>7574
*Flees down hallway and leaves building*
Nice try, but we took you to a temporary detention center for foreign nationals A prison
. It has a multitude of measures to prevent escape. Especially since you started in the quarantine zone
HA tracy btfod
Yes this. While tracy scrambles out, she finds the perimeter guarded in just such an event of someone trying to escape.
thez you takes us back to tower? infernuis had surpise but it probbly cold now.
>>7583Can I attempt Etherealness?
Have you even been in one of these? They have several areas where a door has to lock behind you before a door will unlock and open in front of you, and even the bus loading and unloading stations have locked garage doors
Thez is still passed out. >>7586
Its not THAT level of sophistication, but yes it IS enough to keep Tracy from bolting out the door.
Wut? You still don't even know WTF is going on!
>level thirteen rogue
*picks locks and GTFOs*
oh i thought you said she woke up my bad.
She only knows she needs her space.
trump can you give thez and me a ride back to tower?
The doors are designed such that you have to go through several, have to go through sections were a door closes in behind you before you can open a door, and people would see you>>7587
To prevent the spread of Bubonic plague, why wouldn't it be?
Crap, you're right. She is again bundled in a mesh of bandage.
"A surpise? You mean more than THIS?"
"I don't think Fae can carry that much at once. I guess I can fly Thez back up? We can all walk?"
Agreed, but only Trump tower has that level of sophistication. The best ur gonna get with the town is hanging skins separating the 'rooms' in an emergency tent.
Thez's fly buzzes over and grabs her with 2 of its appendages.
"He can carry one other, but we gotta make sure Tracy doesn't hurt herself.>>7597
Fail, the quaratine area is proofed against escape (a 20 would have worked, but u didn't roll and we're going).
Thez looks at Trump. "She's not fit to climb,... could you carry her back?"
>>7596>The immigration detention center could use improvement
I know what needs to be made great again next
Also, it's pretty simple to explain. As seen in the map of Port Barry, there is a costal fortress. You take part of that, and convert it into an army prison. Then you take the army prison, and you convert it into an immigration detention center. Specifically, sailors, stowaways and whoever comes on from the boat from exotic lands is kept there until there can prove themselves to not be contagious before being allowed within the city walls. It's like Angel Island detention center in San Fransisco
"Sure" Who is "she"? Tracy?
you gonna form i.c.e.?
me wanna be a member.
You are a Cleric of a new religion. You're still on a mission to convert followers.
me can do both,THOT
*Trump's Eyes light up*
"Find out who needs to be deported, and deport them. We're making damn sure our border - err... the harbor - Is secure"
Makes perfect sense to me.>>7602
i guess that makes me an inquisitor now.
"Do we have a secure brig?"
"So long as you are exterminating the heresy of "Association Football" (withholds vomit), then please, by all means, purge the heretics"
You have a Swastika badge already.
"Make this man a badge!" Trump yells at whoever is relevant
e_O I must have misunderstood what you meant by that.>>7612
Its not for restraining people, but it will work for that
no badge tho
The message is relayed to the jeweler, it will be ready soon.
So... Is Tracy more dangerous than normal now? Is she infected with a demonic version of the T-Virus?
>>7616is the map man done with my map yet?
Trumpaladin encounters Tracy, now in a hallway away from the bed, and looks right at her
>>7611>being a lackey to someone else>not focusing on your mission to Hitler
You could've gone for the High Proselytizer class...
You're not sure. Literally, no never.>>7618
Almost, you have no idea how behind I am his week. I haven't even started on Anne-frank pone
i am going to be asking questions relating to both tracy,chill
If you all want the candid bit, you're not in danger, from outside or from each-other.
Tracy just experienced a metamorphosis, which I would have been happy to <poof> grant, but what kinda GM would I be if I didn't make it hurt, nor involve other characters?
Everyone is fine, no one has been harmed.
Having said, Tracy has a touch of the infernal, lastingly a part of her (Vandereim can concur, as well as Infernius if he was detecting).
Away with these godawful horns.
"Tracy?" Trump asks with sadness, wondering in his mind if this Tracy everyone keeps talking about is the Blue One
yeah, tracy you know the blue one.
Tracy begins cutting and gouging at the horns that dot the backside of her neck She carves through one, then another (none easily, I'm speeding things up.
As this occurs, this occurs. >>7626
"WHAT THE UNHOLY FUCK,,..." Thez is buzzed in, in a fresh set of bandages. "...WERE YOU THINKING?!" She is hovered to stare eye-to-eye with Tracy. She's entirely unintimidating at the moment, but she's still there, glaring.
With a soft and somber tone, Trumpaladin says to Thez "step aside for a moment. I want to see for myself how she has changed." Trump puts his arm out in front of to signal "move over"
looks at pony. He considers moving his hand towards Vanderiem in case Tracy attacks, but decides against it
Thez acquiesces and floats (buzzzz) aside
*watches from doorway*
Trump finds that Tracy, entirely whole and complete (and NOT unappreciative of his closeness Xp) , has a series of miniscule (we're talking 1" to 1/2") horns sticking out of her neck.
then just give me your hardest and strongest stuff
So Tracy escaped, now where is she
Trump looks into her eyes, breathing more slowly>>7637
She's with us in the hallway of the detention center
These horns are not sensitive, and they have the slightest bit of gold topping each of them.
Trump can tell that though her nature has changed, and though it still is at (semi) odds with his, she is LESS unlike him than she was.>>7637
"Sure" they lob a rod at you cuz they're watching the scene.
>>7639There's something specific he's looking for before he judges
>>7639What was her alignment before?[/s}
>>7641If she still says "hello Flashy!" and acts like a cute little pony around him
Tl;dr She was somewhere between Chao-Neut and Neut-Ebil
"... G-good afternoon, Flashy..."
Dafuq is dis shit?
Howclose am i to tracy?
"Are-Are you okay?" (wants to add name, but cannot remember it)
"..............." Say her name, you bastard!
"Are you okay?"
Her name tracy dummy.
>>7652My name is "Trumpaladin," thank you very much
nah you dummy. that unicorn would never love you as much as tracy.
[2d20 = 34]>>7648
I am going to assume I am about 20 feet away.
I use metastaff to go ivisable
1st roll is stealth
2nd roll is for knocking rracy our with a quick blow from my staff
Trump backs away with uncertainty. He looks over to Thez, and tells her "as you were," signalling she may proceed with whatever she intended
[2d20 = 21]>>7657
1: Knokking Tracy out
2: AYYY NAT20
[2d20 = 25]>>7657>Implying I can be flanked at this level
saving roll with improved uncanny dodge
*counter-stabs because reasons*
what you mean?
Bu-but I rolled 20 on stealth while invisable
>>7662>level thirteen rogue
We will let GM decide
Something dark has entered her. Changed her. Perhaps overtaken her
"I'm still me!
no she same tracy she was always that way.
Right as I was going to fucking post
she bite nose ring. she would do that anyway.
*shakes self awake*
Trumpaladin pulls out his journal, where he keeps his notes on the happennings in this world. Past the long sections about the new stadium, the Davisian mendicant order, and the new tower, are the sections on the players. the longest section is on Thez, with sratched out titles like "KILL" and "KILL LATER." Inferius's section has notes like "generally well intended, "weird obsession with a stone well," and "not the brightest, while Tourcil's has notes like "Moderate meming abilities" and "desires the acquisition of new knowledge and powers."
But the last section is the shortest, devoted to the "the blue one." It says only "Not sure if player or pack animal," "scary" and finally "Jump scare."
How would trump feel about concentration camp?
>>7674why is every one calling my memes shit, but not giving me advice?
Probably not well They are called "detention centers>>7676Just use them more often. The best I think you've used so far was your electro-shock therapy of the rats
infernuis draws this on ground and show torq.
ok i wont tell you about it in character then.
>>7678>finds nearest tree to lynch Infernius on for that image
hey trump me think port barry need bigger wall.
Is GM kill?
*Trump swoons*>>7682he hasn't posted on any board since his last post in this thread
i hope not i was having fun.
I think we need to sacrifce murder horse to appease him
lets sacrifice yak lees character.
Hoo-man sacrifices are more effective.
Considering hes 's been gone forever?
hows everybody feel about this?>>7686
If it need be done
>>7690>begins ominous chant
any paticular way we want it done?
With ketchup, well done
To which God should we sacrifice her?Also, do you want a public ban message on the last post? Might be something we can do
>>7696>insulting the God-emporor>>7697
Football. hitler dosent except yak blood.
The Yak is going before me.
And who the hell are you?
*unsheathes sacrificial knife*
yea on ban message if you can
THE YAK SHALL GO BEFORE THE CREATOR OF THE GAME
THE ONE WHO HAS BROUGHT US HERE,
AND WILL GUIDE US
I meant, before your assholes try to kill me.
You and I know each other. Many month together now
tracy you friend, we no send you.
I was joking bbout that, but whatever
He's a Monk Yak, right? Perhaps we should do it the Tibetan way, and Throw him off of the crystal.>>7704
realized it moments after posting
Ah shit. I g2g for now...
>>7708>and then 2 where gone
GM is busy writing the plan for the awesome game we're going to have tonight, right?>>7704>*humps leg*
We're not *that* close
I'm sure you already understand -_<>[leg humping intensifies]
I suck at typing emoticons...
Trumpaladin, sensing the demonic influence, actually takes notice now of the leg humping. He shakes off the demon-thing
>>7722>*grapples with desperation*
trump she always hump-leg.
Thez told me she smells different. She smells... like a demon. And though a pony may... well, I'm not sure what I let them do, a demon may not touch me
she still pony trump.
>>7726>shity music plays in background
So now how long do we wait?
>tfw I can't have Thez just come and determinre how contaminated Tracy is, so I can know if I need to pull Vanderiem out for some physical removal>>7727
She has horns>>7731
>>7729She's transitioning into a Nightmare.
Imagine any of the corrupted characters from the show.
maybe he is baking a new bread?
>>7733Corrupted in which episode?>>7734
He would have said something
>>7737Nightmare Moon, Sombra, Amulet Trixie,
Green-Eyed Rarity... etc. Slowly though.
What matters is that all demons - or demonic elements - are physically removed>>7738Now that's more fuckable, but what matters is that infernals cannot be suffered to let live
Thats shitty music but I specifically meant the song "stuck like glues"
Nightmares aren't demons.
she still our friend trump.