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Author Topic: Roll to Explore the Dungeon: Ch.2 T.38: Do you even praise the King?  (Read 121158 times)

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Re: Roll to Explore the Dungeon: Ch.2 T.36 - Joker
« Reply #810 on: July 21, 2014, 10:05:54 am »

Doodling creates terrible things which need to be photshopped into something coherently terrible for the sake of posterity.

And here's my mental Image of Apollo, pre-rock to the face and subsequent Victor von Doomification.
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"Could you guys also make a hamburger out of this arm when they cut it off? I wanted to eat it just for the sake of tasting it."
>That is horrible and disgusting. It will no doubt set you apart and create fear in your team mates. So of course.

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Re: Roll to Explore the Dungeon: Ch.2 T.36 - Joker
« Reply #811 on: July 21, 2014, 12:09:12 pm »

Okay then! My sickness is receding and I have barely anything better to do, so today I'll try and assess where the hell we exactly were and where I wanted this to go nine or ten months ago, and tomorrow at latest there'll be a turn.

It's a promise.
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Re: Roll to Explore the Dungeon: Ch.2 T.37: An Ocean of Tears
« Reply #812 on: July 22, 2014, 12:59:47 pm »

Turns out that I don't need to do any serious work today because I had a like 90% done turn already written somewhere, stashed (misfiled?) away in some porn folder. The text file was dated the January of this year.

Please don't sweat these details. Just enjoy the turn.

Before the next turn comes out, I have to overhaul the system I used for this RtD, and get the character sheets updated. Jesus. When did I think that that many tables were a good idea?



Actions.

It's very much possible that there's stuff happening up there with the womanizing hammerknight Desmond but really I'm far too tired to talk about that and if we're listening to Desmond's version he solved the entire thing on his own and with one fair lady swooning on each of his arms and I'm pretty sure that's fairly close to the truth anyway. This may or may not become a running gag. Perhaps I'll just write Desmond's side another time, though as for now he seems quite content revelling in glorious victory. Telling barmaidens of his glorious victory. Same thing.


That's been your regularily scheduled womanizing. We now return you to people escaping from angry hungry dragons.

Remy -- RUN AWAAAAAAAY

(2 - Failure)

In retrospective, opaque smoke was a bad idea. Especially in an unfamiliar room. This did remind Remy of that time he practiced fire spells in his uncle's storage room - a bright idea by his standards. Well, in the end his family had a year's supply of smoked fish, and Remy got out with nary a scratch, as he'd been swaying about there in complete darkness often enough before that.
Which was certainly something he could not say for this particular locale.
He decides to be cautious, but doesn't really know whether he actually got any closer to the exit with his step-by-step policy... dragon expletives at four o'clock -- well darn, he hardly got anywhere.

Panic spreads in Remy's heart. A very familiar feeling, actually.

Apollo -- Escape/be unconscious/whatever/evil.

(3 - Slight Success) He thrashes about. This does aid his escape, since he thrashes about in roughly the correct direction, but proves to be a serious hassle to the ex-surgeon in old tunic trying to get him somewhere out of this room. (Operations on unwilling patients are such a hassle, right?)

Helskaya -- Exit to immediate safety! Turn into a bear first!

(5 - Full Success) The urge to be a bear-shaped cruise missile overpowers the encroaching vapors of plot development! Bear-shaped cruise missile exits hole rather elegantly for a bear-shaped cruise missile and bellyflops into the water. Elegantly.

That he paddled to safety and dried himself off is far too boring to describe in comparison.


Taren -- Get that Apollo out and get out! Probably perform some kind of dramatic exit that will not compromise my dignity and/or safety. With the former taking priority.

(6 - Overshot)

EVERYONE GET ON THE TARENMOBILE.
THE TARENMOBILE KNOWS NO BRAKES.

Taren scoops up Apollo. He dashes for Remy, and takes him on too. (4+5-9=0) Oh *religious expletive*, they're really not light, but the adrenaline rush, and sheer will to save his comrades, barely makes him carry through.
However, there's one thing he didn't calculate.

These two people are just too damn heavy. He collapses under the weight in full run, falling and tumbling towards the exit.

SWI check of difficulty 8 to land safely for Taren, Remy and Apollo.


(3+4-8 = -1) (2+5-8 = -1) (2+3-8 = -3)

Taren and Remy land somewhat awkwardly in the water, but aside from swallowing some they're okay enough. But Apollo, largely owing to being unconscious, breaks apart from the group and starts to sink like a rock. Alarmed, Taren leaves Remy alone and tries to dive after him...

(2...)

...but no luck. The bright, but awkward mad scientist Apollo Anderson slips out of Taren's hands, and starts sinking, deeper and deeper.

(2.....)

He does not even regain his consciousness, does not cling to his life in one last desparate attempt... he just sinks into his watery grave. Out of reach. No more hope.

Taren weeps for his fallen comrade, and the ocean accepts it all.
And then he turns for the sunken tower, tugging along Remy. To live on.


Komas -- >Attempt to reach the shore/water's edge/whatever.

>Do not under any circumstances let go of Heinkel-- even if it means sinking.

(4 - Success)

Using Heinkel as a float, Komas slowly paddles (hehehe) into the gaping hole. This is water, this is his element. Though he's used to colder waters, and not seeing a single fish in this vast ocean while paddling makes him feel pretty uneasy.

The other party members can't really tell, though. Uneasy Komas and Grumpy Komas are basically identical.


Maka -- Tickle jelly! Tickle jelly until it's sorry and loyal again.

(5 - Full Success) The jelly jellifies even more. Makas hands are jellyish now, but the jelly's ticklish oscillations probably indicate it would do anything to make the vibration cease. Undying loyalty and all that, just, please, stop.
Of course, Maka thinks it's purring in delight.


Elenor -- Wait for the rest of the team, helping drag to the safe area anyone who decides to fall or tumble down. Explore the lower room.

(2 - Failure)

Right now, Elenor exhibits a remarkable lack of care for his companions, which is no doubt amplified by Maka's persistent, persistent nagging. He goes off to chart and explore and just hope that little devil loses interest as soon as humanly possible.

Righto, start with examining the room the party is stranded in. It's... decently open and wide, though he'd estimate the length across is at most a third or a quarter of the entire tower's. And, really, all there is to the room beyond that is that it's wet, things are made of stone, it is probably a two-story room but the lower story's rather flooded - this is rather visible through gaps in the floor - there's some statues on the far side flanking a staircase and... oh, yup, one of the statues is poorly trying to obscure a doorway, so that's worth investigating until someone goes forward and invents gills. The danger level of the room is low, apart from slipping on the floor - no monsters or hostiles just now. Except for the huge honking dragon now probably trying to force his lazy arse out of his tower. Still, there should be...

...the sound he just heard in the background was definitely Maka providing a data point for the 'it is easy to slip on wet mossy floors' thesis. It was most prudent to get away from that scene quickly, lest one gets dragged into yet another bunch of shenanigans that would surely take at least two turns to resolve. Elenor thus takes the door, which opens into a narrow corridor about ten metres of length.

The rogue knight takes five minutes to improvise a shield from driftwood and another full minute to clear the course, his trusty plank shield raised high. Sadly - well, okay, luckily - there were no traps. Not even on the door. The room that lies behind is delightfully generic, the only distinguishing feature a spiral staircase leading down.

There was no water anywhere to be seen, and the walls did in fact seem to become less damp the farther down the staircase hole Elenor peered. On the one hand, he really shouldn't bother with this. Much too risky. But...

...adventuring was no place for the driveless. He knew what he signed up for. Sometimes you just had to take the risk of venturing into the unknown. The important part was to minimize any risk you have to take.

Thus, the intrepid knight inched down the staircase, hugging the wall carefully and considering each step, until he arrived at its bottom with only one noteworthy incident caused by a bat suddenly fluttering in his face and scaring the living hell out of Elenor. It wasn't a tall staircase, but to Elenor, it stretched like sweetened jelly intestines. The rooms were getting kind of dark now, and he could make out two exits from the small room the staircase ended in... one ladder, one corridor... he should probably call it quits now and rejoin the group.

However, he didn't, for one simple reason. He could make out faint rays of bright sunlight from the corridor's end. That was certainly preposterous, he should be a good ways beneath the ocean now.

But also curious.

Elenor decides to investigate it, despite his gut telling him to back off and bring the party. He carefully progresses through the narrow corridor and finds a wooden door at the end of it, crowned by a corona of what was very clearly sunlight. Now very intrigued, the rogue knight presses his ear to the door only to find the door to be an illusion rather unfit for supporting an armor-clad individual of moderate weight leaning against it. Elenor barely regains his footing and puts his hand on his sword's hilt in one stumbling motion, but he has already ambled straight into the room.

Well, okay, terrace. Wait, terrace? Sunlit terrace? Sunlit terrace with a camping table and two persons sitting at it, politely staring at the person that intruded on their tea party?

Elenor politely stares back.

He appears to have interrupted a possibly romantic (though he was rather terrible with judging that sort of situation) moment of one knight in full armor, who appears to be reciprocating the traditional knightly greeting to surprise intruders by rising to his legs and putting the hand on his sword... actually, more of an estoc or a rapier, Elenor notes. But one of an unusual design - most thrusting swords he knew were rather slender, but this one just looked like a sword that wanted to be a lance, or perhaps an oversized mail breaker. Furthermore, his armor is definitely well made, even though it wasn't full plate - coat of plates and lamellar greaves plus gauntlets wasn't something any knight could afford, as the rogue knight knew all too well from personal experience, and plate mail performed terribly in anything that wasn't combat. Furthermore, he had a coat of arms embroidered on that coat of plates... part of it was the signet all staunch Illyrian knights shared among their crests, the Blind Goddess - but he didn't recognize the other part of it, which was the personal crest. It appeared to be a broken sword, which was an odd choice for a crest in the first place. But maybe it was the small firearm holstered by his belt that scared Elenor the most. It didn't look like it could hold more than one shot, but that could be all it took.
And... that's right, he almost forgot while getting engrossed in armor minutiae... there's also a woman in the room, at an age where some other women in this world already had become grandmothers, wearing hooded clothing of a design he has never seen before. Her gaze was alert, and fixed on him, but she apparently put a greater priority on enjoying her tea... the dagger glinting in a pocket of her clothing, and the loose-fitting pants, sewn to allow freedom of movement made him put her on the threat calculation as well. Altogether, highly unfavorable.

Elenor stands fast, unsure what to do exactly to defuse this slightly awkward air of tension. His counterparts appear to be just as uncomfortable in this standoff as well, but how should he dissolve this?

Not wanting to bother with this sort of problem was precisely why he hadn't become a courtly knight.

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There is a distant sound for some, not-so-distant sound for others that sounds remarkably like a far too weighty dragon trying to squeeze through a far too narrow hole.
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Re: Roll to Explore the Dungeon: Ch.2 T.37: An Ocean of Tears
« Reply #813 on: July 22, 2014, 02:39:10 pm »

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Elenor had been taught nobility manners and customs, but that doesn't mean he's comfortable with them. Strangely enough, he had fared way better at the ballroom dancing lessons than at the courtly manners basic teachings - though he wouldn't dare reveal that even under torture - and he's positive his lack of interaction with Illyrian aristocrats could be his undoing right about now. At least dancing improved his footwork, while talking to nobles only had a tendency to make them see him as unrefined.

"Excuse me. Sir. Lady. My name is Elenor." he begins, moving his hand away from his sword's pommel to show some deference and sounding as respectful as he can be with his voice echoing from inside the helmet. His stance is still defensive, though. "My party and I got stranded here somehow whilst we were exploring the labyrinth under the town of Kingsford. We were soundly asleep when some manner of magic teleportation triggered by one of our party's members brought us all to this place, and we have no idea of where we are." he pauses his explanation, gaging their reactions. He had decided on the truth this time because it would be far better than creating an elaborate story to skirt around some areas. "Has this... ever happened before?"

Try to get out of this mess through diplomacy. Be prepared to dodge back and escape if things go too far south.

Oh, and if things do go south, only then mention Elizabeth's name (not mentioning it at first just in case they're enemies).
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"Could you guys also make a hamburger out of this arm when they cut it off? I wanted to eat it just for the sake of tasting it."
>That is horrible and disgusting. It will no doubt set you apart and create fear in your team mates. So of course.

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Re: Roll to Explore the Dungeon: Ch.2 T.37: An Ocean of Tears
« Reply #814 on: July 22, 2014, 03:08:07 pm »

One Day...

"...and then I just got tired of their gabbing. I took out all the brutish louts on both sides barehanded-and afterwards we all agreed it was a big misunderstanding. I am cunning and strong, as it turns out. Both of the ladies were quite thankful I didn't let them get hurt-quite appreciate I should say!" Desmond simultaneously winked Devilishly to the fellows, and looked saintly and humble to the ladies. A difficult trick, but he had long mastered the art of boasting.

Now it was time to up the stakes if he wanted to "reel" in any the "fish" and haul them into his "boat". You understand. Metaphors.

"...It was fortunate we did so because as soon as we were done celebrating a GIGANTIC EPIC HORNED TOAD DEMON hopped down upon our group-of which was now one group that I had been voted leader-with intent to dine on my handsome flesh! It was all "snap snap" with it's terrible grabbing tongue and "belch belch" with it's poison gas breath! I right away tossed my keen dagger into it's bulbous, slimy eye but it kept coming at us...it came closer, and closer! The Monkish fellow charged and was swallowed whole-he went down kicking to his credit!

"BLARGLE SLORG NOTH HARGHLE FTHAGN!" It bellowed, in terrifying Eldritch speech. I roguishly responded "...and your mother!"

Now for a man like me-who has faced six legged Tonardoe Lizards (much worse than the ones with eight legs), man eating Xildebirds (a gift from my sister), Iceodusas (Eyes closed!), Three Headed Triclops (Go for the eyes and watch your ammo-Math is power), Putrid Snotbolds (nasty!), Octogorillataurs (don't ask), and the ravenous Death Spiders of Moraska-(TWICE)-this was truly a challenging battle! I'll tell you in a moment how I won."


He paused to knockback some more "Bloody Foxes"-a beverage that was composed of "wodka" and tomato juice.

"..Did I tell you this drink was named after my family? It's true! My mad uncle was a famous general! One day I'll be a famous general as well, though I hope to remain as sane as I am handsome. Heh.

Now where was I...hmm, I seem to be a bit dry..."


He paused for dramatic effect.

And for someone to refill his mug.
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Re: Roll to Explore the Dungeon: Ch.2 T.37: An Ocean of Tears
« Reply #815 on: July 22, 2014, 11:08:14 pm »

((That does seem pretty harsh. Then again, the rolls were what, 3-0-(-3)-2-2-2?

And I wondered about those tables when you first implemented them, but you seemed to like them at the time so I kept silent. :x

Finally please do not throttle the pink doll. The pink doll is your bestest friend!))


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Re: Roll to Explore the Dungeon: Ch.2 T.37: An Ocean of Tears
« Reply #816 on: July 22, 2014, 11:18:27 pm »

((I take it I didn't even get a bit of adrenaline at all...and the -9 had something something to do with it? >_<
I think it was a bit overboard on how the character death[presumed ?] occurred ._.))
Apollo! Dead! In my bloody hands!
. . .
What can I say to the rest...
Regroup.
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Re: Roll to Explore the Dungeon: Ch.2 T.37: An Ocean of Tears
« Reply #817 on: July 22, 2014, 11:31:57 pm »

"Um... Taren..."
Follow Taren and try to remember what's been happening for the last however long it's been.
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« Reply #818 on: July 22, 2014, 11:48:23 pm »

"Mm? Yes Remy?" Taren responded, breaking from being lost in thought after the disappearance of his friend -- though eccentric he was and outwardly possibly sociopathic, if assumed, he was still a companion and person nevertheless.

"I'm moving towards where I last saw Elenor. Liz may be concerned with this place given that we were supposed to be in...some sort of dungeon. I'd like to tell Elenor about it-...only that I may be lost with what to say."
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« Reply #819 on: July 23, 2014, 12:32:17 am »

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« Reply #820 on: July 23, 2014, 12:59:33 am »

((I take it I didn't even get a bit of adrenaline at all...and the -9 had something something to do with it? >_<
I think it was a bit overboard on how the character death[presumed ?] occurred ._.))
Apollo! Dead! In my bloody hands!
. . .
What can I say to the rest...
Regroup.

((Well, I was tired and wanted to get done, but rolling a two is rolling a two, and rolling three twos in a row while unconscious in the water is just bad luck. Maybe I was a bit harsh there, but... let's just have the story progress for a bit, hehe))

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((You're on flat land - in the floor below the dragon, but on flat land. Thoroughly soaked, but you don't really mind.))

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((Another turn? An angry dragon's head, and maybe more, is looming out of the tower. That dragon overlooks the water. Dragons tend to have breath attacks. I mean, you could try, I would retcon some of the last turn so that Taren/Remy can try another time instead of swimming to safety, but he's already sunken really far and you risk that dragon firing at you like fish in a barrel. High chance of even more death.))
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Re: Roll to Explore the Dungeon: Ch.2 T.37: An Ocean of Tears
« Reply #821 on: July 23, 2014, 01:27:38 am »

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"Could you guys also make a hamburger out of this arm when they cut it off? I wanted to eat it just for the sake of tasting it."
>That is horrible and disgusting. It will no doubt set you apart and create fear in your team mates. So of course.

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« Reply #822 on: July 23, 2014, 01:39:37 am »

Komas struggled ungracefully up onto the 'shore', then straightened up and leaned on his oar for a brief moment, casting a glance back at the frenzied scene in the water as he caught his breath.
"Hells," he muttered darkly, before turning and setting off again, running for the nearest doorway.
Seems he decided to save his breath for more efficient fleeing.

>Get myself to safety, most likely through the nearest doorway.
Try and make sure we don't lost anyone else along the way- drag any stragglers or injured folks along with me.

>Then regroup with the others, as long as that doesn't involve encountering a dragon.
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Re: Roll to Explore the Dungeon: Ch.2 T.37: An Ocean of Tears
« Reply #823 on: July 25, 2014, 10:28:38 am »

Since I'll not be at home for the weekend don't expect a turn until monday at the very earliest.

Fair warning.
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« Reply #824 on: July 25, 2014, 10:38:16 am »

Don't worry, we're rather used to waiting. We know better.
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"Hey steve." You speak into the air.
>Yes?
"Could you guys also make a hamburger out of this arm when they cut it off? I wanted to eat it just for the sake of tasting it."
>That is horrible and disgusting. It will no doubt set you apart and create fear in your team mates. So of course.
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