Turn 7
"OR MAYBE WE COULD BE REASONABLE ABOUT THIS!" Sera yelled, rushing at him with a machete raised over her head.
Try diplomacy. Also hackings to the legs.
SHOOT HIM WHILE HE IS DOWN!!!11!!
''Ow...'' Jonny feels the cut on his shoulder. ''Oh, that can't be good.'' He winces, before quickly taking up position as this... thing seemed intent on himself. He sees the woman shout and attack. ''We come in peace, shoot to kill, right?'' He smiled, lifting his weapon and firing with all his might to finish this.
You all attack at once! Although, Sera does attack later, using her machete and all.
Mcclay: [4] Your aim is a bit off, and the bullet doesn't quite go the way you wanted it to. [2-2][4] However, when it tries to dodge, it only reposition itself right in front of the bullet. It pierces his heart. Or at least where you think the heart should be, as he is getting up and being generally not dead.
Jonny: [6-1] You shoot, and the bullet goes in a straight line. Well, sort of. It actually goes in a upward curve, as per the tragectory of - you get the point. You still shoot straight at his head, though.[1-2][6] The bullet shoots through his brain, tearing out a large hole in his head. You are fairly certain that his brain is decimated. That doesn't stop him from trying to get up, though.
Sera: [3] You hit him in the legs... but you manage to slice at him with the blunt side of the machete. Oops. [3][5-1] You still manage to crack a bone though, so that's a plus. However, you
slightly begin to regret getting close to him, as he manages to stand up with two rather gaping holes in his chest and head.
Uh...Can...Can anybody help wake me up?
I'd really appreciate it. Thanks!
Otherwise...Attempt to wake up using the power deep inside me!
Or you could just kill me, to reduce competition...Muwahahaha. No, seriously though, please don't do that.
[1-2=2, failguard] You don't call to your inner power. You do manage to call your girlfriend in time to tell her that you love- oh that's right. You didn't have a girlfriend. Sorry.
"Agh." Krokus gritted his teeth, scanning the paths ahead. 'They say always taking the left path is supposed to help with mazes. I really wouldn't know, but it's worth a shot.'
>Try again, this time always taking the left path whenever I reach an intersection.
'...What did that voice mean by "challenge one", anyway? I suppose it was the tiger. At least... I was supposed to kill it. Still a pity, though.'
You go to the left [5], and you arrive at a small clearing with a Gigantic... Alien Cat blocking the passage. It kind of looks like a panther, but it has mushrooms and other fungi growing off of it. It looks at you and speaks,
"You may either try and defeat me in single combat, or answer two of my riddles to pass. You may go back, but you will lose all progress you have made from the first challenge to here."You feel that would be a bad thing, as you guess you are about halfway to the middle.
Enemy NPC'sTentacle Man: The thing- as it can only be described as a thing now- roars, losing all capacity for speech. It opens its mouth, and seems to gather some type of invisible substance in it's mouth.
[5] The substance may be semi-invisible, but that doesn't mean it's not dangerous. The near translucent substance blasts at all of you!
Belnor: [6-2] You manage to wake up, but only in time for something to crash into you. It doesn't manage to hit you full on, but you think it cracked on of your ribs (-1 to rolls because of pain).
Sera: [6] You completely dodge it, managing to contort yourself with your flexible, female body. Or not quite that flexible, as you think you sprained a muscle (1/3 to -1 for 4 turns)
Jonny: [6... I'm seriously rolling an actual die] You stand firm, and you withstand the blast... sort of. You are burnt a bit, and you don't seem to have any hair anymore. (-1 to rolls because of pain from burns)
Mcclay: [2] You don't manage to dodge or brace your self, and the blast rips your left arm off! Well, your left forearm, but it's still a pretty big deal. (Most rolls with the left arm are auto fail, all others get a -2)
Useless Left Arm: Any rolls with the left arm auto fail.
Severed Lower Left Leg: Movement should be impaired, but the strange glowing seems to have made up the difference.
Perforated Heart: It is possible to survive from a severe heart wound, for a minute at least.
Lobotomized: This, however, is ridiculous.
Name: Belnor
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Physical Description: A tall, strange man, Belnor is not what you would call "Attractive". His face just seems...A bit off. Tends to wear simple clothing.
Personality: Aggressive when there's something that he REALLY wants, and a love for tinkering around with low-tech...Anything.
Attributes: (I don't really know why there's a number and then more numbers in brackets...)
Str: 14
End: 14
Dex: 18
Cha: 18
Will: 23
Int: 28
Skills:
Speech: 2
Ranged weaponry (11): Crossbows an' shit.
Craftsmanship (10): Slappin' things together.
Inventory:
Modified Magnetic Slingshot (60)- 0, 0, -1, +1 to damage.
Metal Plate (equipped)- +1 against sharp melee attacks
Painkillers- remove a -1 from an injury
Status: A ripped apart left foot (-1 to movement). Cracked ribs (-1 to all rolls because of pain)
Name: Krokus del Gatoro
Age: 57
Sex: Male
Physical Description: A tall, broad-shouldered old man clad gator and crocodile hides, weatherbeaten and looking as though he'd spent the last fifteen years living in the bush, beating down large carnivorous reptiles with a machete. Which, infact, he has. He has long, ash-grey hair, a fierce hawk nose and scars criss-crossing most of his body. Has a big crease in the middle of his forhead, which stands out amongst all his other wrinkles.
Personality: Pretty goddamn crazy. Quiet most of the time, the traumatic events which drove him into hiding in the wilderness all those years ago also drove him quite mad. He has a good heart still, deep down, but his sense of morals in rather skewed.
His name is simply what the (rather frightened) locals started calling him when they saw him. His real name is, or was, Allen Keyes.
He's not quite as knowledgable as he once was. Living alone for so long has dulled his thinking a little.
Attributes: (See below)
Str- 15
End- 14
Dex- 17.4
Cha- 21
Will- 20
Int- 28
Skills:
Edged weapons: 13
Dodging: 6
Craftsmanship: 5
Inventory:
Machete
Metal Body Plate- +1 against sharp melee attacks
Painkillers- removes a -1 from an injury
Status:
Cut Up Right CalfName: Sera Halkonnen
Age: 23
Sex: Female
Physical Description: Slightly tall, thin woman with blonde hair and blue eyes.
Personality: Greedy and inquisitive, but generally not malicious.
Attributes:
Str: 10 (15)
End: 8 (14)
Dex: 15 (18)
Cha: 25 (25)
Will: 17 (25)
Int: 40 (40)
Skills:
Edged Weapons 1
Speech 10
Technological Ability 5
Craftmanship 5
Inventory:
A Machete
A slingshot (60/60)- +0, -1, -4
An Armor Plate- +1 against edged melee weapons.
Status: Sprained Ankle (1/3 chance for a -1 for 4 turns)
Name: Jonny
Age: 26
Sex: Male
Physical Description: Young and fit, has a certain charm to him, but otherwise, looks ordinary. He has no hair.
Personality: An average man in an average life. He worked at his job well, though he always got out in his freetime airsofting. He'd done quite a bit of training for the army, but never actually joined.
Attributes:
Str: 10 (15)
End: 10 (14)
Dex: 18 (18)
Cha: 22 (25)
Will: 21 (25)
Int: 35 (40)
Skills:
Kinetic Firearms: 10
Dodging: 13
Inventory:
.22 Rifle (4/8)- -1, 0, -1
Metal Plate Armor- +1 versus sharp weapons
Status: Burnt (-1 to all rolls because of the pain)
Name: mcclay
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Physical Description: brown hair, slim, wears a red t-shirt and brown pants.
Personality: pretty chill guy, prone to monolouging
Attributes: (See below)
Str- 15
End- 14
Dex- 18
Cha- 14
Will- 17
Int- 14
Skills:
Edged Weapons: 10
Kinetic Firearms: 10
Inventory:
A .22 six shooter (6/6)- +0, -1, -3.
A Metal Plate- Plus +1 to edged melee attacks.
Weak Painkillers- -1 to one injury.
Status: Dazed (1/3 chance to get a -1 on a roll for 1 turns) Left Forearm Gone (Most left arm rolls are auto fail, and it's bleeding pretty badlike. You might want to fix that, lest you pass out and die)