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[Onyxjew944]

So.... Waitlist?

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Name: Ensign Bradley
Gender: Male
Appearance: Young, clean-shaven, close-cropped blonde hair, and slightly dull green eyes.
Weapon: Serrated combat knife, compact 9mm pistol.

[Parsely]

So.... Waitlist?

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Name: Ensign Bradley
Gender: Male
Appearance: Young, clean-shaven, close-cropped blonde hair, and slightly dull green eyes.
Weapon: Serrated combat knife, compact 9mm pistol.

Its just so. Whats the matter? Was I unclear?
OP updated and cleaned up.

[Unholy_Pariah]

walk away unthreateningly, if it moves to attack shoot it in the eyes and mouth.

[Onyxjew944]

So.... Waitlist?

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Ensign Bradley
Gender: Male
Appearance: Young, clean-shaven, close-cropped blonde hair, and slightly dull green eyes.
Weapon: Serrated combat knife, compact 9mm pistol.

Its just so. Whats the matter? Was I unclear?
OP updated and cleaned up.

Oh, sorry. I actually started writing that comment before you posted the explanation. Welp, message received.

[Persus13]

"hello chaps, how about we don't kill each other." Attempt to win lizards over. if I fail, shoot them.

[choobakka]

Ug walk, find cave. If Ug see prey, Ug chase. If Ug see man, Ug shout. If Ug see big cat, other big beast, Ug hide.

((Yes, I will give all of my actions like this.))

[Parsely]

((Yes, I will give all of my actions like this.))

No objections here.

[Parsely]

Number 8
You back away slowly. Maybe a little too slowly. The crab loses its patience and rushes towards you, claws snapping all the while.

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Male Cyborg
Status: Healthy. Life Flashing Before Eyes.
Equipment: Black Synthetic Duster, Two Plasma Arm Cannons, Energy Blade, Poker Chips, Ace of Hearts
Abilities: Cyborg (Passive) [+1 Endurance, +1 Agility, +1 Intelligence]

Marcus Flint
They glance at one another, apparently confused. Either they don't understand you or they were expecting a duel. The one on your right emits a low hiss, and the other mutters something under his breath and nods. Their hands tighten about their weapons.

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Male Aristocrat
Status: Healthy. Unsure.
Equipment: Dress Suit, Top Hat, Kinetic Pistol (crafted in the likeness of a contemporary matchlock sidearm), Ebony Cane-Sword
Abilities: Well-Dressed (Passive) [+1 to Charisma]

Ug
You start to move forwards when suddenly the ground gives way. You fall for some time before landing on a dinner table, crushing it under your weight. The well-dressed patrons of the lavish ballroom stare at you momentarily before returning to their meals and conversations. The people who were sitting at the table you landed on take your arrival in good humour and help you up before inviting you to sit with them at one that remains in a single piece. They pull you over to the fresh table and seat you and themselves before ordering a second meal. The band strikes up a tune, and a few people head over to the dance floor and begin to waltz. A waiter offers you a bubbly purple liquid in a small glass, calling it "champagne." The others at the table already have their glasses and are pouring them onto the ground as you stare, horrified. You want to go home.

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Male Caveman
Status: Healthy. Scared out of your mind.
Equipment: Bearskin Loincloth, Mammoth Thighbone
Abilities: Can Make Fire [Requires Flammable Material and a Feasible Catalyst]

[Persus13]

Shoot one with kinetic pistol. take out the other one with my trusty sword cane.

(also can you show die rolls?)

[Unholy_Pariah]

fire upon said crabs eyestalks and extend my laser sword ready to deflect its attacks

[Parsely]

(also can you show die rolls?)

Er, sure. I feel that it makes the game a little less fun, but sure.

[Parsely]

Number 8
You deploy your arm cannons and unleash a torrent of fire into the crab's eyes. The rounds find their mark and the crab explodes deliciously, to your surprise and delight, sending bits of flesh and shell flying everywhere. You catch a few jagged pieces of shell in your face, but you pull them out with ease. You look towards the centre of the island. A dense jungle stretches before you. Its either that, or the sea.

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Male Cyborg
Status: Scratched face.
Equipment: Black Synthetic Duster, Two Plasma Arm Cannons, Energy Blade, Poker Chips, Ace of Hearts
Abilities: Cyborg (Passive) [+1 Endurance, +1 Agility, +1 Intelligence]

Marcus Flint
[5] You draw your pistol and shoot one lizard directly in the chest before he can even think to start pulling his own weapon, the force of the round yanking him backwards and turning him into a blue smear against the bulkhead. [1] Your sword gets stuck in its scabbard, and the other lizard finishes bringing his gun up and shoots. [6] You dive behind a nearby desk, dodging the shot nimbly but fumbling your pistol in the process. A few more shots ping off the surface of the desk. You can see your pistol lying on the ground a few feet away.

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Male Aristocrat
Status: Healthy.
Equipment: Dress Suit, Top Hat, Ebony Cane-Sword (stuck)
Abilities: Well-Dressed (Passive) [+1 to Charisma]

[Tsuchigumo550]

Look around for my M1911. After finding some form of weapon or completely failing to find anything, take a deep breath and slowly open the door.

[choobakka]

Ug scared! Ug smash purple water man! Then Ug run away!

[Persus13]

Thow the desk at the lizard, then go for my pistol.

(You could show the die rolls in the spoiler.)