Turn TwentyPlayers:
JoshClamp one hand over my wound to stem the bleeding as best I can and prey to all gods to heal me and remember the sacrifices, use other hand to finish Bork off by cutting off or pulverizing his head, or both, if I manage to heal then collect the dead humans weapons.
Yeti Regeneration: {1} The bleeding of your throat is slightly reduced, all other bleeding stops.
{6} You slightly staunch the bleeding and pray to all the gods of the current world. Pleading for divine healing.
Roulette time!
God of Justice: I told you idiots, SHUT UP!
Vaarnien: I said no.
Malice: Not my forte.
Durkon: Alcohol can only heal so much. *hic*
Urzan: What? You expect me to build you a mechanical eye or something? I'm busy.
Clavicus Vile: I'm listening. Are you so willing to make a deal with the patron God of Wishes, Dreams, and Aspirations?
Clavicus drags you into a small pocket dimension, pulling you from the timeline for your chat.
Before you stands Clavicus Vile, he is in the form of a small demon with glowing green eyes.
So, what will it be? Do you want your eyes and throat back?"Anything."
Excellent. Grasp my talon and our agreement will be sealed.Clavicus extends one talon towards you and adopts a malicious smirk just as you grab hold. He twists his talon in your grasp and pricks the interior of your palm, drawing one drop of blood. Clavicus Vile forcefully grabs your hand. Josh roars in anger and tries to pry his hand loose. No amount of mortal strength can overcome a God. Clavicus pays your struggles no attention and draws a symbol on it in your blood.
Enjoy, and keep an eye out for me in future.When Clavicus releases your hand you find yourself back where you were, with all your wounds healed. You look at the back of your hand, the symbol is still there, and has now become black.
GragrarSearch for the source of the noise underfoot, try to get down there.
{1} You continue hearing the cries of agony, but cannot find the location.
GrekExcuse myself, and investigate the sounds in the ground.
{6} You find your way to the Bolthole, and stand at the ready to enter.
YnotALRIGHT I JUST WALKED OUT OF THIS FOREST INTO THIS TUNDRA AND TOWARDS THAT VILLAGE OVER THERE AM I FOLLOWING MYSELF
I'm not putting this above myself. At all. Better examine.
Also, pet the bears. Gently.
{N/A} You check carefully behind yourself, comparing the tracks you just made with the tracks you are following. {3} You confirm they are different from your's.
{1} Ynot's attempt to pet the bears turns into a hearty thumping, almost blunt force trauma. The bears are agitated by this. You knock of Polar Bear B's laser.
BorkAttempt Telekinesis, throwing Josh back, onto his own weapon.
{6} You try to channel the unknown forces of this world, trying to lift and throw Josh onto his weapon. You try to contain the forces assaulting your head, but your head asplode.
BlenkBlenk will try and heal Bork through mental...healing!
{N/A} One does not simply raise the dead....
KlausSneak behind the animal, trying not to either startle or alert it to my presence. Stab it in a fatal spot.
{2} You try to flank the Boar, but your foot knocks a small pebble loose on the river, knocking it into the water. Causing a splash which makes the Boar turn its head around to look. It sees you and runs away.
Unknown HumanHead into the bolthole, hammer at the ready, in case of anything dangerous.
{N/A} You climb down in the Bolthole. You are met with a gruesome sight, A blood-soaked yeti is standing over a human, the human's body is mutilated in so many ways it would be pointless to list them, but you do manage to take note of how his head appears as though a sledge hammer smashed it open like a ripe melon.
Valentine... Block Josh and Borks thoughts of each other. Essentially making them invisible to one another.
{N/A} You are attempting to block Josh and Bork's senses, but suddenly you lose Bork's mental signature, directly after a sudden bout of intense mental activity. You fear the worst.
A.I. {6} SarronSarron hugs the flaming tree.
{1} You fail in such an amazingly fail-filled way, you fail at failing to fail at trying to succeed in failing. Legends say the fail was so thick, you could cut it with a wet sock filled with margarine.
NPCs:
Arken{3} Arken leaves the hut with Grek to search out the source of the ungodly screaming. The duo arrive at the entrance to Arken's Bolthole, preparing themselves to plunge feet first into hell.
Flora and FaunaPolar Bear APolar Bear A sniffs at Ynot's slightly missing tail.
Polar Bear BPolar Bear B growls at Ynot and begins to walk away after picking up his laser in his mouth.
Spot/Listen Check:
{1} No one sees or hears anything.
Status:
Players:
Half-Ogre
Standing in the Hut.
Clothed in torn leather trousers. Wearing
Life of the Briar.
Unharmed.
Speaks Common.
Adequate Healing.
Dabbling Nature Control/Druid.
Novice Terramancer.
Half-Dragon
Standing over the Bolthole.
Holding a
*Steel Dirk*. Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Unharmed.
Fire Breath.
Mighty. Flight. Immunity to Heat.
Klutz.
Basic Understanding of Dwarvish.
Yeti
Standing inside the Bolthole.
Wielding
Decapitator in Right Hand. Wielding *<<+Steel Bastard Sword+>>* in Left Hand. Clothed in torn leather trousers and Steel Vambrace on Left Forearm*.
Mark of Clavicus Vile.
Speaks Common.
Mighty.
Agile. Resistance to Cold.
Low I.Q.
Human.
Standing inside the Bolthole.
Wielding a *Bronze Warhammer*. Wearing +Pig Tail Leather Rucksack+ containing two Potions of Cure Superficial Wounds, one Potion of Unknown Poison, and five slabs of Salted Boar Meat. Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Unharmed.
Speaks Common.
Eel.
Slithering towards a small Copse of spruce trees.
Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Missing most of Tail.
Novice Teslamancer.
Human.
Lying inanimate in the Hut.
Holding a -Steel Warhammer-(+2 bashing damage). Holding a (very) roughly cup-shaped piece of metal filled with ice. Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Weakening Cold.
Speaks Martian and Common.
Novice Telepath.
Novice Telekinetic. Thought Bubble.
Human.
Lying in the Bolthole.
Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Missing Stomach.
Broken Left False Ribs.
Punctured Lung.
Missing Right arm.
Mutilated Arm. Absurd Bleeding.
Speaks Swedish.
Mangled innards. Unconcious. Incapable of anything not involving your head. Head asploded. Dead.
Human
Sneaking through the Brush beside the River.
Wielding -Bronze Dagger- in Right Hand. Wielding -Bronze Dagger- in Left Hand. Clothed in torn leather trousers, Warm Fur Boots, Warm Fur Cloak.
Unharmed.
Speaks English.
Novice Sonic attacks.
Human
Standing in the Hut.
Wielding a
Massive Steel Strut. Wearing
Fabulous clothing.
Unharmed.
Speaks Common.
Basic Understanding of Dwarvish. Speaks Elvish.
Skilled Swordsman.
Rebellion.
Griffin-Human
Standing in the epicenter of a Wildfire.
Wearing torn leather trousers.
Unharmed.
Mighty.
Competent Two-handed Use. Flight.
Magic Resistance.
Ice Magic Weakness.
Pleasantly Warm.
NPC(s):
Dwarf.
Standing over the entrance to the Bolthole.
Wielding Iron Mace. Holding wooden knife. Clothed fully in leather clothing and one Steel Pauldron on Left Shoulder.
Moderate Burns covering entire face.
Deep Gouge in Left Shoulder.
Speaks Dwarvish.
-~-~-
Sarron, you have A.I.'d for three turns. You have been set to permanent suicide A.I. until your next active turn or death.
And thus dies the first PC, may he be the last. Killing a character is like assigning the death penalty, it brings out every rules lawyer from every dark corner of the world.
I would like to say no more Divine interventions. Any more and they will turn out even worse than Josh's did.
"But Onyx, Josh's was perfect! He's healed completely and he didn't have to do anything!"
How about some homework? Google Clavicus Vile.