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[Skyrunner]

A short way off from town, an improbable tower stretches towards the sky. It is thin, but it does not collapse. It is white, round, and infinitly high. Clouds obscure the rest of the tower from view. At the top of the tower, the key to ultimate power lays waiting for an owner to claim it.

You are in a party of four at a time to the top.

CHARACTERSHEET

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Background:

Class:

(distribute 5 points between two)
attack:
hp:



Floor zero.
The round lobby, about 35 feet in diameter, has three large buttons of stone set into the ground at equal distance from each other and from the center of the lobby.

Green, red or blue?
FATALITY RATE: 33.3%

[Flying Dice]

Name: Rod Manly

Age: 33

Gender: M_(?)

Appearance: From chiseled jawline (still bleeding!) to long, golden mane (greasy, tangled), to rippling muscles (not so much), Rod Manly fills thousands of absurd stereotypes with ease, which is good, because he'd have a hell of a time trying to fill the shoes of Conan or the dirt and blood foot-coating of Vanod, though not for lack of trying.

Background: Cursed with an unfortunate name and parents who somehow managed to be abusive, missing, and killed by bandits all at the same time, Rod has spent his life trying to meet the unreasonable expectations created by his name. He has failed to do so time and again, and the weight of a lifetime of failure weighs heavy on his mind. He is a broken man.

Class: Cowardly Berserker

(distribute 5 points between two)
attack: 2
hp: 3

[MarcAFK]

Name: Rod Manly

Age: 33

Gender: M_(?)

Appearance: From chiseled jawline (still bleeding!) to long, golden mane (greasy, tangled), to rippling muscles (not so much), Rod Manly fills thousands of absurd stereotypes with ease, which is good, because he'd have a hell of a time trying to fill the shoes of Conan or the dirt and blood foot-coating of Vanod, though not for lack of trying.

Background: Cursed with an unfortunate name and parents who somehow managed to be abusive, missing, and killed by bandits all at the same time, Rod has spent his life trying to meet the unreasonable expectations created by his name. He has failed to do so time and again, and the weight of a lifetime of failure weighs heavy on his mind. He is a broken man.

Class: Cowardly Berserker

(distribute 5 points between two)
attack: 2
hp: 3

thats an odd looking pony :s

[mcclay]

Name: Alec Cleft
Age:??, looks to be in his 40s
Gender: M
Apperance: A small man with a light beard/goatee thing in a lab coat.
Background: Is a teavler pulled from another world. One of his alternate selves serves the SCP Foundation and maybe the Devil.
Class: Battle Scientist

Hp: 2
Attack: 3

[Flying Dice]

Name: Rod Manly

Age: 33

Gender: M_(?)

Appearance: From chiseled jawline (still bleeding!) to long, golden mane (greasy, tangled), to rippling muscles (not so much), Rod Manly fills thousands of absurd stereotypes with ease, which is good, because he'd have a hell of a time trying to fill the shoes of Conan or the dirt and blood foot-coating of Vanod, though not for lack of trying.

Background: Cursed with an unfortunate name and parents who somehow managed to be abusive, missing, and killed by bandits all at the same time, Rod has spent his life trying to meet the unreasonable expectations created by his name. He has failed to do so time and again, and the weight of a lifetime of failure weighs heavy on his mind. He is a broken man.

Class: Cowardly Berserker

(distribute 5 points between two)
attack: 2
hp: 3

thats an odd looking pony :s

There was a great deal of surgery involved. 

_{Not that your average stallion would need to work to live up to that name...}

[SeriousConcentrate]

Name: Sir Kahn
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance:  Furry leather armor, long mustache and beard, long greasy black hair, brown eyes. The guy is clearly some kind of bandit raider.
Background: Sir Kahn is actually an undercover knight who has been infiltrating a clan of raiders for the past five years in hopes of busting them in the act of some really big scheme they clearly (don't) have in mind.

Class: Bandit Knight

attack: 2
hp: 3

[Scelly9]

Name: Jack Dendy
Age: 17
Gender: M
Appearance: Tall, Thin, Dark.
Background: An orphan, Jack spent his time magically throwing rocks at other children from on top of a roof. He eventually perfected this skill and has used it to be an asshole ever since.

Class: Magic Sniper

attack: 3
hp: 2

[Tiruin]

Name:Ire Fidel
Age:27
Gender:Female
Appearance: Ire is a tall woman with jet black hair that falls to shoulder length, tied in a braid. She has dark brown eyes that match her light complexion. She is garbed in a light grey cloak with leather armor underneath.
Background: Known to be a deviant person, Ire was brought up with knowledge of the law and it's rapport with the common people. Living her life as a lone vigilante in the prime cities, stopping would-be-muggers and thieves, she has learned most of her own skills from the people she tracks.

Ironically, she has never taken a life nor stolen without repaying back, in anyway whatsoever.

Due to all this, she is partly allergic to rope.

Class:Rogue Assassin

attack: 4
hp: 1

((I have no idea if this is based on something.))

[borno]

Hmmm, no meatshields yet...

Name: Von Houbert de Galesrun
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: A Big, Burly man draped in black robes with gold and red squares. His skin is slightly tanned, but he has no hair. He has a scar just under his eye going right down to his chin from an accident while playing soldiers as a kid.
Background: Houbert was always a very simple man, raised by a very elegant family. He was the toughest boy around at his age when bandits attacked his parents. They killed then right before his very eyes, and he could do nothing. Since that day, he has vowed to never let any one die on his watch.

Class:Suicidal Bodyguard!

Attack:0
Hp:5

[Skyrunner]

One thing, always post your character name, Attack bonus, and HP after each of your posts! From my short experience as GM of Twelve Days, it's rather hard to keep up >_<

(Or do I have to put at least 1 point into attack?)

Nope. You just don't get any bonuses to the d6 you roll.


The party of six enter the first floor! The 35-feet-across circular room has a beautifully designed mosaic floor of stone, and the arching walls are exquisite. Three large, round buttons lay in the mosaic. They are made of semi-precious stone. The first button, slightly north of the center of the room, is made of malachite. The second button, to the south-west of the center, is made of lapis lazuli. The third button is to the south-east of the center, is made of red coral.

Part of the mosaic resolves itself into the following text : FATALITY RATE 33 %

Ornate fountains line the walls.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Sir Kahn boldly marched up to the Lapis Lazuli button, but didn't press it just yet. "Allies! I believe we should each hit a button at the same time! What say you?" he asked pretentiously, one finger twirling a mustache end.

Sir Kahn
attack: 2
hp: 3

[mcclay]

Press the red button.

[Spinal_Taper]

Name: Ace McChance
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance: Tall, slightly tanned with windswept brown hair
Background: Ace had always wanted to be one of the gamblers/revolver men that got all the ladies and made all the money. Unfortunately, he was clumsy and socially awkward from a young age. Hoping to overcome this obstacle, he has trained since 10 in order to become one. So far, he can spin the guns and shoot pretty fast. He also deals cards well.

Class: Revolver Toting cliche

(distribute 5 points between two)
attack: 4
hp:1

[Flying Dice]

Rod Manly looked around the lobby. Crushing the whisper of doubt in the back of his mind, he strode toward the Red Coral button. "YES! The color of blood will never lead me astray! Pick, weaklings, we have things to kill!"


Rod Manly
Attack: 2
HP: 3

[Tiruin]

Spoiler: Ire Fidel (click to show/hide)

Age:27
Gender:Female
Appearance: Ire is a tall woman with jet black hair that falls to shoulder length, tied in a braid. She has dark brown eyes that match her light complexion. She is garbed in a light grey cloak with leather armor underneath.
Background: Known to be a deviant person, Ire was brought up with knowledge of the law and it's rapport with the common people. Living her life as a lone vigilante in the prime cities, stopping would-be-muggers and thieves, she has learned most of her own skills from the people she tracks.

Ironically, she has never taken a life nor stolen without repaying back, in anyway whatsoever.

Due to all this, she is partly allergic to rope.

Class:Rogue Assassin

attack: 4
hp: 1

Ire looked around the room while concealing her identity by a sincere expression of joy due to their being here. She then looked at her companions, especially at the mustached man with leather armor. "I think it is safe if we try to examine where each button goes. We're in a place where we must presumably push a button. No doubt something will happen each time one is pushed. I'm not willing to risk that yet."

Without waiting for any reply, the cloaked woman stepped forward into the middle of the room and gazed at the mosaic. This reminded her of the old days, playing against con-men. She mused over the idea: 'Why give them a one third chance of getting it wrong when you can hide it in plain sight?'

Trap check! If impossible, other than admiring the aesthetic brilliance, go to the Lapis Lazuli button and check for anything strange there.

Do not press it yet.