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[anailater]

"Wait... I have a spring on my stomach"
Bounce over, ask if they now where there are any spare legs, thank them if they don't try to kill me.

[Harry Baldman]

Inside a floating house...

Yorinnsud comes to the conclusion that, since this house isn't hers, she's perfectly within her rights to dismantle a wall or two. She gets right to it.

[Home improvement roll: 6]

This, you see, this is what she was made for! Through relentless bashing, aptitude for engineering and lots of experience obtained through plundering and destroying everything she sees, Yorinnsud handily destroys the exterior wall of the house!

[Building structural integrity roll: 6]

Fortunately, the wall was completely nonessential to the continued stability of the house. Satisfied, she proceeds to grab Mark and set out on her improvised glider!

[Flight roll: 2]

It doesn't look like the glider is awfully good at... well... gliding. It sort of flops around in the air as Yorinnsud attempts to get into a proper flying position, being hardly cooperative in this respect.

Oh well. At least she has Mark to land on.


In the streets of Emlocke...

Luke bounces over to the six people that currently look to be setting up their respective musical instruments. He then asks the people if they have any spare legs.

One of the musicians turns around and stares at Luke for a moment, as if considering the exact proportion of his own imagination in the strange visage of the limbless, bouncing, metallic shark-thing right in front of him. He seems to come to his senses shortly, however.

"Uh... legs, you're sayin'? Naw, don't have any spares. Kinda attached to ours."

[Guy informativeness roll: 4]

He scratches his chin thoughtfully.

"I dunno, maybe check that skeleton exhibit in town? There's plenty o' limbs there, I think."

[Gamerlord]

Keep going! Even if we don't glide well, it well slow our descent!

[Onyxjew944]

Snap open the bear's tail with my teeth. Use marrow as adhesive.

[Harry Baldman]

In the air...

Yorinnsud, rather than immediately give up, elects to keep going! The glider should at least slow her fall somewhat, right?

[Slowing down roll: 6]

She flops around in the air relentlessly, and her efforts eventually bear fruit! The glider, unwieldy piece of wood and cloth that it is, might not make for a good flying tool, but it most definitely can make a relatively okay parachute!

Actually, it makes more than an okay parachute. Combined with a stiff wind that seems to be coming from some unexplained source, the non-aerodynamic properties of the glider finally show themselves, causing Yorinnsud and her passenger to actually begin to ascend somewhat. Not really the best scenario, to tell the truth, but it sure beats flying straight down!


Inside a bear's cave...

Tom, in his relentless quest for skeletal improvement, tries to bite off the bear's miniscule tail!

[Biting roll: 2]

It proves far too resilient for mere human teeth, however! Stupid bears and their stupid tails.

[Gamerlord]

((Goddamnit.))

fold the glider slighty so we descend slowly.

[miauw62]

((Goddamnit.))

fold the glider slighty so we descend slowly.

((This can only end terribly. Have fun dieing.))

[Onyxjew944]

Bite off a toe for the same purpose.

((Damn you bear! Why are you so complicated!))

[Harry Baldman]

In the air...

Yorinnsud tries to slightly adjust the glider to actually keep falling!

[Adjustment roll: 3]

Okay, so now it should fall slowly when a stiff wind isn't blowing on it. Which it is right now. Yorinnsud likes to think of this as being successful in spirit, if not actuality.


Inside a bear's cave...

Since bear tails have proven surprisingly resilient, Tom tries to bite off a toe instead!

[Biting roll: 3]

He manages to slightly impact it with his teeth, though he believes that teeth alone may sadly prove insufficient for piercing bear skeletons. It is a regrettable fact of life, you know.

[anailater]

"Thanks man, got any directions?"
Ask for directions, follow them if I get them, if I don't look for signs or something.

[Gamerlord]

Move Mike to the top so he can adjust the glider.

[Harry Baldman]

Next to a band of some sort...

Luke asks for directions from the band member!

"Directions? Um, well, go down that street over there, hang a left, go past the execution areas and voila, you're there. It's not too far from the temple, and you can see the tower of the place from there."

Luke heeds these directions and goes to the skeleton exhibit, and finds that there are indeed lots of skeletons there, for all the good that does him.


In the air...

Yorinnsud attempts to move her passenger Mark up to the top of the glider so he can be helpful for once!

[Mark moving roll: 4]

Through the gratuitous application of relentless kicking and fierce climbing, Mark is successfully moved to the top of the glider!

[Mark helpfulness roll: 5]

He then proceeds to adjust the glider with skill and expertise, making it descend at a manageable pace! How... uncharacteristic of him.

[anailater]

"There should be more nice people like him"
Severe off some legs and arms with my teeth, then try to attach them.

[Onyxjew944]

'I shall need another skeleton first...'

Hunt outside for something killed in the Giant Attack Robot's rampage. Attach and assume control.

[Harry Baldman]

At the skeleton exhibit...

Luke goes ahead and attempts to neatly sever the arms and legs off some skeletons!

[Biting roll: 5]

He manages to sever them perfectly, no issues whatsoever with these new limbs! Too bad he really has nothing to attach them to - his steel stumps seem to be, well, steel. And smooth. And his legs are horribly bent and twisted, but still very much there.

Means he'll have to get either incredibly clever or incredibly stubborn to get new limbs. Luckily, he is definitely one of those!


Inside a former bear's cave...

Tom looks around for something already dead and susceptible to nefarious skeletal manipulation!

[Search roll: 2]

Surprisingly, it seems that the giant killer construct really cares for the environment, because this place is as lacking in corpses as a Pascitarian christening.