find a nice cluttered or put of the way section and grab a battleaxe or bastard sword ask lance some questions
so you say your in her service, how did that happen?
Also what happened to make her this way and what was she like before?
Rozar(Unholy_Pariah)-
Rozar luk: 22 [2(±0)+20 High rank pool] ((You’re going to need something this good to survive out here))
Rozar grabs a peculiar looking sword from the pile, a pitch black sword, the blade coated with a bright orange substance. Trying to pull the sword from the ground, Rozar finds it’s mildly sticky and a sweet smell wafts from the blade. On closer inspection, the blade itself appears to be made up of tiny shurikens, held together into the shape of a sword blade. It might just be the strange material on the sword, but the sword appears to be glowing a deep red from an unknown source.
“So you say you’re in Bellanor’s service, how did that happen? Also, what happened to make her this way and what was she like before?”“Oh, this might be a long story. You see, I was originally a human like you. Even though that might sound like the start of a third rate fantasy movie, it’s true. I got an offer one day -I guess you could call it a deal with the devil. I was offered something of immortality, strangest of all, this offer was right out of the blue. It was a completely normal day, I can still vaguely remember it... A man in a brown suit, actually, that was his name, Brown-suit. He claimed I could change the world, his world with that. He said to have found something of a new dimension with some odd properties. He quickly claimed it as his own, and apparently wanted to set up something of a game show. Brown-suit said I would be the first member to join, however he didn’t warn me of any of the dangers I would face. He simply told me ‘You’ll be a star! You’ll become so strong no one will mess with the great... um Lance was it?’ He was very unprofessional, I think he was new to that at the time. Regardless, I played along. My human life was dull after all, meeting a stranger like this was a miracle. I signed his contract, and got whisked away. I appeared in a very generic looking field, however it was anything but generic. I got my first piece of ‘loot’ he promised me, a necklace made of gold. I still use it to this day. I was skeptical at first, and didn’t believe in magic, until I transmuted a blade of grass into gold. I started to believe everything he told me, huge monsters, the loot realm, underground cities bigger than the world itself! However, one day, I took a wrong turn. You can probably guess where I ended up. I was running from some bandits that got a few hits in on me, I clambered into the nearest place I could find -A sewer drain. It was strange for a drain like this to be in the middle of nowhere, I didn’t recall there being any cities nearby. I ran to the right, and tried destroying the sign that you probably found on your way here. However, I could hear the bandits nearby, and only half of the sign got destroyed. I ran as fast as I could, only to get fatigued, and eventually collapsing. When I woke up, Bellanor was there, tending to my wounds.”“A much nicer introduction then I got...”“This is true. She was very interested in the necklace I had, and asked me where I got it. I told her about Brown-suit and the game I joined. She nodded, and asked me to help her. She wanted a necklace too, much like mine. I told her that the loot dimension only opened when I killed something, so I killed things over, and over, and over. I never got a necklace. In fact, most of this armory is the result of my attempts. If you ever searched around those grasslands where you should have spawned, you might have noticed there’s barely anything but some monsters and perhaps the occasional human if you get lucky.”“That’s pretty strange. Although, couldn’t she just get the necklace for herself?”“Well, she’s a writer. There is something I don’t understand about writers, they don’t seem to get any loot at all, I can’t really explain it myself. Why they don’t get any loot from their kills I have no clue, maybe they’re not part of the game? Regardless, I think the thought of loot and treasures has driven her insane. She goes into tantrums, like the one you witnessed when you arrived here. She starts eating a lot, mostly humans. As unpleasant as it is, I’m forced to play along.”“L-Lance?”Rozar’s heart skips a beat as he sees Bellanor’s figure running towards him. Rozar quickly readies his sword.
"I’m warning you, stay back!”However, Bellanor ignores Rozar’s plea, and runs up to him, wrapping her arms around Rozar’s chest... In a hug.
“I’m so sorry, what was I thinking!”Rozar’s sword clatters to the ground as Bellanor cries into Rozar’s chest
“I-I’ve hurt so many people, what’s wrong with me? I’ve killed-Oh god...”Bellanor looks down at her still bloodstained hands, and falls to her knees, still clutching on to Rozar’s leg, before curling up into a fetal position with her hands over her head. Bellanor starts screaming in agony. She breathes rapidly, and claws her arms, scraping her skin apart.
“M’lady, what are you doing!?”Lance rushes to Bellanor’s side, trying to clean up as much blood as he can.
“HAHAH IT’S MY OWN BLOOD, RIGHT? WHY WOULD I DO ANY OF THAT, I’M NOT A MURDERER”“B-Bellanor... I don’t know what you’re talking about, but you need to get ahold of yourself!”Bellanor raises her arm and slaps Lance across the face, leaving a bruise mark. Apparently angered by this, Lance pins Bella’s arms to the ground, in which Rozar swears he can hear bones cracking. Lance whispers something into Bellanor’s ear, which must have upset her, since she jerks around and screams and cries even more. Rozar slowly reaches over and reclaims his sword, as he can’t help but feel he has a place in the situation at hand.
Creepy as that scene with Bella feeding Rozar his own arm, you portrayed it unrealistically. Without the muscles of the abdomen, one cannot throw up. At all.
Oh, and I thought I made it clear? ERIC. IS. NOT. A. LOLI. In fact, let's make it clear...
"D*&# GM, I'm not a pedophile! Stop saying I am!"
After cursing at the GM, grab Demons Run and hurl her out of the van. Punch her if she continues to be a threat; if not, tend to the child's wounds.
... Fuck Sneaky.
MURDER EVERYTHING.
I try out my new spell on the nearest person hostile towards me. If there is a lack of those, attack the air, it's been annoying me for a while now.
Eric(GreatWyrmGold) + DEMONS RUN(ragnarok97071) + Osborn(+!!scientist!!+)-
Eric dex: 0 [1(-1)]
DEMONS dex: 6 [4(+2)]
DEMONS str: 1 [6(-5)]
Eric end: 2 [1(+1)] {Break}
DEMONS aff: 9 [5(+4)] {AOE}
Eric aff: 2 [4(-2)] {Shock} ((Shock cuts dex in half next dex-related action))
Eric end: 6 [5(+1)]
Eric str: 4 [2(+2)]
DEMONS dex: 8 [6(+2)]
DEMONS AOE aff: 10 [6(+4)]
Random van loli aff: 11 [5(+6)]
Random van loli bleed: 5
Random van loli counter bleed: 4
DEMONS dex: 4 [2(+2)]
Random van loli dex: 0 [2(+1)-3 bindings]
DEMONS str: -2 [3(-5)]
Random van loli end: 0 [6(-6)] {Break}
DEMONS aff: 5 [1(+4)]
Random van loli aff: 7 [1(+6)]
Random van loli str: 2 [5(±0)-3 bindings]
DEMONS dex: 6 [4(+2)]
DEMONS knife capacity: 8/10
“RRAAUUGHHH, I’LL KILL YOU, DEMON”“I’d like to see you try, boy.”DEMONS tries to throw a knife at Eric, but realises that she has no idea how to use throwing knives, and the knife only ends up bouncing off Eric’s skin. Despite this, the knife releases an electric charge, deeply scorching Eric’s right arm. Ignoring the pain, Eric puts his entire weight into a heavy punch, but misses as DEMONS jumps out of the car, throwing another knife back at the girl in the car. The knife was still poorly thrown, and the magic doesn’t seem to influence the girl at all. The tied up girl does her best to jump out of the car to follow DEMONS in a rage, but fails to even touch DEMONS, who laughs as the girl trips and falls flat on her face.
“You... b-bitch...”“AHAHA, you’re the bitch. At least I’m not a failed abortion that got myself stuck in the car of some filthy pedophile. Oh but of course, you probably put yourself there, naughty little whore. I wonder what your porn name is, I should look you up some time so I can curb stomp your worthless ass.”The girl starts crying, as she obviously doesn’t know where she is, or why this stranger is being so cruel to her.
“I-I just fell asleep one day and I woke up here. I have no idea who any of you are, but I’m sorry if I did something wrong... My name is Lilia, I just want to go home...”“Lilia? You were reported very dead when Osborn hilariously crushed you in his grimoire, cutting Lucky in half shorty afterwards. Who are you? You’re not supposed to exist. Now, by judging by your appearance, this isn’t a coincidence of name. You're even the original Lilia in appearance, not that hideous leggy monster. What the hell are you?”“I’M LILIA, I DON’T KNOW WHO THIS OTHER LILIA, LUCKY, OR OSBORN IS!”This Lilia, now with her face in the dirt, seems to have no idea about this place or what happened to it. It’s not like this Lilia could even last very long in a place like this.
”Hello folks.”When DEMONS and Eric look at where the voice came from, they see the smiling figure of Osborn looking back at them in the distance.
”I just came for a visit. Say, who is that there? She looks vaguely familiar...”DEMONS jumps up and down at Osborn, like a crazed fangirl who just got selected for a game show.
“Oh, pick me! This is Lilia, right? The one you killed when you went all FUSI-””Whoa whoa there, just hold on for a second. There’s a slight problem I’m trying to figure out...”Osborn flips through his book quickly, looking for a certain page.
”Ahh! Here it is. How would all you down there like to be the star of my show? It’s a special act, you won’t see it anywhere else, I’m sure!”DEMONS, who is now nearly jumping out of her skin, apparently can’t wait to start
“Look here Osborn! It’s Lilia! Reenact your scene, if you please.”However Osborn just stares at DEMONS with a straight face and asks
”Are you sure that’s Lilia?”“Oh of course!”DEMONS picks up Lilia by her hair, showing her face to Osborn. Osborn stares for a few seconds, before muttering something under his breath.
Ngh, this place never ceases to amaze me. This is my fault, isn’t it? Is this some sort of memory I lost control of? No impossible. There was no Lilia that got in a situation like this, was there? Something like her can’t be good.”You two over there, you might want to step back a bit, you’re in the splatter range.”Eric quickly takes a few steps back, and DEMONS stays put, as if she has front row seats. Osborn tries his best to read the jibberish on his latest page, and he grins as the black flame he is so familiar with proceeds to engulf him.
Book of Memory aff: 10 [6(+4)] {AOE}
Lilia dex: 7 [6(+1)]
Lilia aff: 7 [1(+6)]
Lilia end: 0 [6(-6)]
Black Fork AOE: 10 [6(+4)]
DEMONS dex: 3 [1(+2)]
DEMONS aff: 10 [6(+4)]
DEMONS end: 1 [6(-5)]
Eric dex: 3 [4(-1)]
Eric aff: 0 [2(-2)]
Eric end: 5 [4(+1)] {Bleed x3}
Eric bleed: 4 [2+1+1]
Eric counter bleed: 3
Lilia pitifully tries to pull herself up, and slowly hobbles away as fast as her bindings let her, completely unaware of the huge flaming pitchfork inches away from her head. One thing was certain, Osborn was right about a blast zone. As Lilia’s body is thrown against the ground, her entire head is crushed open and the insides of her skull spill out, all over DEMONS. Even DEMONS can’t handle this, and just stares in shock at Lilia’s corpse. Eric on the other hand, is infuriated at Osborn and refuses to stand for his nonsense any longer.
“DAMMIT, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU KILLED A HELPLESS GIRL, DO YOU LACK ANY AND ALL EMOTION? I’LL TEAR YOUR THROAT OUT, I’LL FUCKING-”Lilia died long before the spell Osborn cast ran out of energy. The poor girl’s body can no longer sustain the pressure of all the magic concentrated inside, and bursts open, like a time bomb. DEMONS takes the full force of the explosion, and gets thrown across the field at a tremendous speed. As she comes to a halt, she is nothing more than a fleshy mound that can barely even resemble a humanoid. Eric’s left leg is shredded apart before he is launched into the front of the van, caking the dashboard with blood as he is knocked unconscious, and soon bleeds out.
”Ugh. Was that really necessary? Regardless, free loot!”Osborn luk: -11 [-3-2(-6)]
The book of memories rips itself open and Osborn looks down to see what’s written.
A failed resurrection, as much as an angel is the devil.
It does not revive? A death knows no life.
But this is false, it knows it is alive, but still dead.
An anti-resurrection, a death and life, but no fate.The rest of the page is stained with bile and puke, so it’s probably safe to assume this is a new spell. Osborn’s Lilia is messing around with the bugman, and seems to have not even noticed the whole affair.
DEMONS RUN AND ERIC ARE DEAD((This death is really sucky. Usually plot death is frowned upon, but even if 2nd Lilia wasn’t there this would have happened anyways, because *minorish spoilers*))CZA goes into the cave, because why not at this point.
CZA(TCM)-
CZA looks down the hole in the ground, which seems to never end.
“I have a reallllllly awful feeling about this...”CZA slowly descends the rope, looking up the climb down. Eventually, CZA hits the bottom, and the surface light is like a little speck, no bigger than a fly. CZA shakes his arms out, and feels the walls for a path to follow. Luckily, the path he follows is very obvious and CZA can see a light at the end of the tunnel. Turning the corner, CZA is standing before a huge subterranean complex. Just before CZA is about to step into the area, he is blocked off by a guard, which really looks more like a bandit.
“Halt! What business do you have here? Did the corpses not turn you away? I’ll let you know that my company kills unauthorized adventurers. Now hand over your coin! I might just let you live...”This ‘guard’, which is now certainly a bandit, holds his hand in front of CZA.
“I don’t even have cash, man. Leave it be.”“Fine. I’ll give about ten seconds to get out of my sight. Ten. Nine.”Looks like CZA either has to fight this whelp, or run away like a coward. The decision is pretty obvious.
"... Wow, that was actually pretty sad. Still, I guess you could consider this natural selection."
Shoot SOMETHING and the last worm.
Yes, it was rather pathetic, was it not? Well, I won't trouble you anymore.
Run away very fastquick, using dodging skills to dodge the bullets.
Raynen(Nicholas1024) + SOMETHING BASTARD(Xantalos)-
SOMETHING BASTARD dex: 8 [2(+6)]
Raynen dex: 4 [1(+3)]
Raynen dex: 7 [4(+3)] {Break}
Worm1 dex: 3 [1(+2)]
Worm1 end: -4 [1(-1)-4 chibi x2]
Raynen aff: 9 [6(+3)] {AOE}
Worm1 bds: 3 [3(±0)] {chibi x3}
Raynen AOE aff: 5 [2(+3)]
“Now, to finish-”But Raynen doesn’t even have time to complete his statement as he watches SOMETHING sprint into the distance. Shrugging and turning back, Raynen aims at the final worm and kills it without any effort, once again shrinking it to an even smaller size.
Raynen luk: 5 [4(+3)/3 lower rank pool]
Raynen swears he hears some sort of victory music as he sheaths his bow. As much as he would like to think he can just resurrect Varen in a nearby church, this is nigh impossible. Raynen searches through a suspicious looking mound in the sand, only to find an incredibly heavy wand. In fact, it’s so heavy, Raynen has to put away his bow and use both hands to hoist it up. Upon Raynen touching the wand, adrenaline rushes through his body and he feels like he really did level up.
…
SOMETHING BASTARD eventually runs completely out of the site of Raynen, and sits down to catch his breath. There is nothing particularly interesting around him at the moment, but maybe he should try and find a doctor for his arm, and he should certainly find a weapon.
((I think Evil Lucky would love Bella.... if she probably wouldn't torture him to death. He likes giving pain not receiving it hahaha. Though even then he'd still like her... he'd try to get pay back of course and torture her back, but he can't help but like the murderous types.))
Big mistake old man. He would've kept his life if he didn't tell Lucky to pay up.
"Yes I suppose you're right. I can't really use this thing very well anyways. Though I'll tell you how to use it's special power... you see when you put it on, point at yourself while using it! Try it out now... you won't be disappointed."
Give the old man the watch and try to get him to use it on himself. If it goes as planned then he should be frozen in time. When that happens grab the nearest potentially lethal object I can find (preferably sharp but blunt will do) and and attack him in his head while he's still frozen.
If my plan to freeze him doesn't work.... then just leave him with the watch. I'll just come back after I get Aurwyn fixed up.
And either way, put on Aurwyn's hat since it's useless on her right now and might give me a stat boost... somewhere.
Evil Lucky(superBlast)-
Evil Lucky aff: 0 [1(-1)]
Procc aff: 6 [6(±0)]
"Yes I suppose you're right. I can't really use this thing very well anyways. Though I'll tell you how to use its special power... you see when you put it on, point at yourself while using it! Try it out now... you won't be disappointed."Lucky starts handing the watch over to Procc, and tries his best to stop time at the very last moment. However, Lucky just can’t get the process right and the watch simply does nothing. Lucky curses under his breath as Procc greedily snatches the watch out of his hands.
“Now isn’t this just a strange little device?”Procc presses a button on the side, and all around Procc the entire city comes to a halt.
“Oh! I didn’t expect this. I didn’t even know such devices existed! …You’re a very strange person, aren’t you? You walk into this place like you’re the king of the world, and expect me to be nice to you? How useless. I probably should have just told you there was nothing I could do.”Procc walks over to the now motionless Lucky, admiring the robot over his shoulder.
“This is Aurwyn you say... You know, if it’s really solid gold, I could just sell it and finally get myself off this hellhole of a city...”Procc hoists the motionless Aurwyn off of Lucky’s shoulder.
“Thanks for the tip. Maybe we’ll meet some other time, after I turn her into an ingot. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get one last look before you realise you’re no better than me.”The magic Procc managed to get out of that watch must have been really potent, as once Lucky unfreezes, he feels like he’s been suspended for over an hour. Lucky curses under his breath and runs around the city in a panic. Lucky ends up in what appears to be the center of the city, there are people and shops all around him. Lucky runs through the city, desperately trying to find a map, and accidentally runs into a short fat man, knocking both of them over.
“Aww gheez, not again. Just cause’ I’m short don’t mean I ain’t have a business to run. What’s the hurry?”“Eh? I’m looking for someone. Specifically someone I want to kill. Any idea in where I can I get some leads?”“Oh that’s not a problem. Infact, I’m the leader of a city-wide assassination corp.”“Really? I find that hard to believe.”“No shit, birdbrain. And to think I might have gotten some cash out of ya. I’m horribly broke right now after all. Every time I accidentally drop one of my credit cards it gets wiped, I swear I will start a business just to ban the existence of magnets globally.”“Then I guess we can relate. I lost a dear friend and-”“Oh don’t flap your lips at me. I got deals you wouldn’t believe. Ever wanted a flamethrower that could put the person you hate most into an eternal non-lethal flame? Or perhaps you want something more concealed. Point is, I have the best prices right here.”“Please save me your jibberish, I don’t even have any money.”“Then I have no reason to be talking to you. Ciao.”From the looks of it, this city is a pretty criminal place, perfect for a person like Lucky. If he could get some money, perhaps Lucky could hire someone else to help him, or even better, put Procc into an eternal non-lethal flame. Regardless, it looks as though this civilization has progressed past dollars, as everyone Lucky passes seems to be holding some sort of advanced credit card. One can only imagine the monster that decided that a city of magnets should use credit cards as the main currency transfer.
((Oh.))
Channel the dimensional magicks to escape. If that doesn't work, look for an exit.
Squitange(Squill)-
Squitange aff: 4 [1(+3)]
Squitange taps on the walls, and finds nothing in the form of escape. However, Squitange notes something about this area.
If I’m correct, this place is a false dimension. When I created magical artifacts, monsters and summons are usually stored in these places. These dimensions collapse shortly after all beings leave, but it should stay intact since I’m here... It seems this was built as a trap though, and that’s not easy to do. These places require some form of exit, since they need a way to reconnect with their master. Regardless, whoever created this place is far more powerful than I, who knows when I could escape. … Well, there’s no use standing here. I should do anything I can to find a way out.Squitange dex: 6 [4(+2)]
Squitange holds his paper with his sleeves, and throws it at one of the closed off walls. The wall breaks open a little, just enough for Squitange to fit through. Squitange picks up the airplane and moves on. Once Squitange comes out the the other side, the wall reseals.
That’s not right. Either the creator of this realm is even stronger than I realized and created an auto-repair, or I was expected to come through here. I certainly hope it is not the latter.Squitange walks down the now open path, and tries his best to cover his tracks. However this is unnecessary, since it’s just a single, seemingly endless path. Just before Squitange runs out of hope, he sees something in the distance down the hallway. A simple wooden door, like then one back in the castle. Squitange rushes to open the door. Opening the door, Squitange feels the cool breeze of an air conditioning unit, so he must be in a city. Stepping into the room, Squitange finds himself in a high class hotel room. Looking through the window, it is clearly night outside, but that’s not what caught Squitange’s attention. An enormous city spreads out to the horizon, bigger than any city Squitange would think exists. Skyscrapers dot the landscape, all the lights making the city bright as day. Neon signs are placed outside almost every building, advertising nearly every service available. Squitange checks the clock. 3:32 AM. Despite this, the roads are packed with vehicles, ranging from bikes to large shipment trucks. Turning around, Squitange goes to close the door behind him, but it’s no longer there. Squitange shrugs, not surprised as it’s likely that the dimension collapsed by now.
“Uhg... eh?”Squitange seems to have completely failed to notice someone in the bed, who is now wide awake.
“... And who might you be? Please don’t tell me you’re one of those pop celebrities that has come to torture me with terrible music.”Squitange recognizes that voice as the Crown of Chearn, who was supposedly dead.
“No wait, you’re THAT guy. Props to you, warding off Bellanor like that. So you got past my dimensional trap, fairly impressive. I didn’t put much time into it though, if I’m going to find a prophet they need to at least be able to get here.”Squitange isn’t sure if he’s more confused about this man being alive, or why he’s in a city hotel room, but it seems he needs Squitange for something.
“A … prophet?”“Well, maybe they don’t call them ‘prophet’ in street terms, but I need a hero. After seeing what you did to Bellanor, I believe you might be capable of just about anything.”“S-Sir, I threw a paper airplane at her...”“And if you can challenge the greatest mastermind I have ever seen with a single piece of paper, then by heaven, imagine what you could do with SUPER POWERS”“Hmm... Are you sure you’re okay?”“Oh just kidding. No super powers. But do I look like I’m okay? I’m stuck in some terrible polluted city and my kingdom is falling apart. I should become a businessman. OH A LAWYER! Maybe I can sue Bellanor and sell all my assets. This is the modern day and age and all. A mere execution is nowhere nearly as effective as it used to be.”“You don’t act much like a king...”“You dare denounce the great Alfred Van Hite? Actually I don’t even care anymore. Anyways, all I need you to do is get me some breakfast tomorrow morning. A king needs to have his energy you know. And room service is too damned expensive, looks at this- TEN DOLLARS for a single serving of macaroni and cheese. Nonsense.”“I do believe you confuse ‘prophet’ with ‘delivery boy’. This is all pretty sad. I should get going.”“Very well. Just don’t forget my breakfast please, you should know how hard waking up is.”“Just a sec, I’m just wondering where I am right now, of course giving me any form of information is probably outside your grasp, so don’t try too hard.”“Oh you’re in the city of course! Do you even know how to look out a window? Anyways, goodnight.”And with that, Alfred falls back to sleep. Squitange slumps into a nearby chair, and lets out a sigh of exhaustion. He’s had enough for today, watching an entire city getting slaughtered alive, nearly getting killed by a man with magical golden bread powers, travelling through an alternate dimension just to help a dead person get their breakfast. Hell of a day.
He thinks for a moment, before muttering to himself.
"...No. I can't go. Even if it is...I don't want to see any of them like that.
He looks up.
"I'd rather not, actually. You can go wherever you want, but I'm heading this way.
He begins heading along the coast to the south.
Fly after the guy I was talking to.
Alex(Greenstarfanatic) + Viola guy(Persus13)-
The two travel down the beach, eventually coming across a small ocean village. There’s a fat man angrily commanding a group of sailors, who doesn’t seem to notice Alex and Viola approaching.
“GAH COME ON!!! THIS ORDER IS ONLY A QUARTER TRANSFERRED, AND YOU TWO!”The man points to Viola and Alex, and beckons them over.
“I SWEAR IF I SEE YOU TWO SLACKING AGAIN, I’ll MAKE SURE YOU NEVER SEE A SINGLE BREAK UNTIL THIS OUTPOST GOES OUT OF BUSINESS.”The man drinks from a huge beer mug, almost as big as his entire torso. His entire body is covered in sweat, and he fans himself under a large umbrella.
“MAN THIS HEAT IS AWFUL, I WISH I COULD WORK, BUT I THINK I’D DIE.”“SIR, IT’S 70 DEGREES OUTSIDE!”“WAS THAT BACK TALK I JUST HEARD? I KILL BACK TALKERS”“Uhm... YES SIR!”“THAT’S WHAT I WANT TO HEAR. NOW GET BACK TO WORK, THOSE CARROT DIAMONDS AREN’T GOING TO SHIP THEMSELVES.”The man is looking at some kind of list.
“I swear, why would them make us ship diamond carrots? I mean they even spelled the name wrong. ‘Move these five hundred carat diamonds’. THE FUCK IS A CARAT? I’m not so sure these orders are trustworthy...”The man proceeds to gulp down the rest of the beer and passes out... or dies.
“Ahh thank goodness he’s out cold again.”On of the crew members walks up to Alex and Viola.
“Ever since he got promoted he’s been a complete, jerk. We’ve recently been feeding him beer, so he’ll just pass out every now and then. It really sucks when he wakes up though, he’s still partially drunk and starts vomiting and breaking anything he finds nearby. At least we’ve managed to fix this partially by putting things we don’t need anymore near him, in hopes that he’ll break those first.”“So, uh, where does this ship go?”“Hmm, the new ‘boss’ has the orders, let me check them out”The crew member walks over and grabs the paper out of the drunk mans hand.
“Oh dear. If the crew found out what’s in this order they’d likely start killing each other. As for the destination, I can’t really say. It’s some random coordinate, which seems to lead into the middle of the ocean. You two look pretty well armed, so I can’t really say no to you joining us, if that’s why you’re here.”Viola flies up and scouts the ship, which is a small sail boat. There are no obvious company markings, and the shipment appears to be only about halfway transferred. He also takes a look at the village, which contains food shops and some unmarked buildings, presumably houses.
Stand and move out
Run as fast as I can, in giant circles, while screaming at the top of my lungs (or whatever they are.)
Annie(scapheap) + B0B(Aseaheru)-
B0B dex: 6 [3(+3)]
Reaver dex: 4 [1(+3)]
Annie dex: 19 [5+4+4(+6)]
Reaver dex: 4 [1(+3)]
B0B, realizing he’s being chased by a giant bug that
probably definitely wants to murder him, runs in the biggest circles of all time, while screaming at the top of his lungs, and successfully escaping the danger. Annie stands up and roars menacingly, before stomping angrily in a random direction. Reaver does not approve of this and tries to chase Annie, but Annie is already over the mountain range in the distance. Reaver turns back towards B0B, with hostile intentions.
…
Annie eventually stumbles upon the remains of a burnt down house, inside there are a few children and a dog. One of the children screams and runs away, terrified by the sight of Annie. The other children are curious and stare at Annie in wonder.
FLIMSY WIZARD SPAWNSWizard luk: 7 [6(+1)]
Wizard appears in a completely boring and generic field. There might be information about where he’s at if he finds civilization, assuming it doesn’t kill him on sight. Hugging his cloak around him, Wizard takes a look at his Waiver. As Wizard goes to open the Waiver, it increases in weight until he can no longer hold it, and upon hitting the ground, the Waiver launches a box of 10 darts out the opening, playing a terrible party-gag sound. Wizard takes one of the Darts at taps the tip against his finger, wincing in pain when it shocks him.
No map this turn, as there is not much of a distance scale yet, no need to repost the same map over and over.
EDIT: Fixed grammar
EDIT 2: Bolded DEMONS RUN's text
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Topic: Looter's Delight: Considering Revival (Read 275098 times)