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[ShadowHammer]

General thread here. <--- Go there if you don’t know what this is, or if you want to sign up. DO NOT read this thread if you don’t know what’s going on here.

IF YOU ARE NOT CURRENTLY PLAYING AS A PLAYER, DO NOT READ THIS THREAD!

This is a community suggestion game, combined with a dungeon crawler RPG. It will be like a regular dungeon crawler, with players directly controlling their own characters, but the community will control the monsters they face. The setting is a magitechy world, during a massive war between the arcanists and the technomancers.
   
There will are three threads: the general thread, for signups to play as a player, and for discussion about things you want everyone to see; this one, to be used only by players who are currently playing; and the community one, which anyone except current active players can participate in.

At the start, I will have a player limit of 4, but will probably add more in later.

Current Players [3/4]:

Spoiler: Sir Joseph Nathaniel Ferdinand Von Bridgenstein, Lord Illustrative of Windmore Fief, Slayer of the Golden Demon of Khazat, High Priest of Panxixte the Honorable, and Humble Servant of His Majesty the Lord Eldric (Remuthra) (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: Subject-173 (Scapheap) (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: Kyle Johnson. Also known as The Dread Pirate of Peace (click to show/hide)

Waitlist:
Cromwell Jackson (mastahcheese)
Campbell the Lorewarden (Objective)
Archmage Leethwain the Bold (WhitiusOpus)
MONSTARR. The Jamaican sun-beast (Rolepgeek)
Smart dude (GUNINANRUNIN)
Franz Urist Cacame Karl Yoseph Orl Uriel Karel Ol Bernard Oras Liam Dexter Steve the Second (darkpaladin)

[ShadowHammer]

Spoiler: Backstory (click to show/hide)

The first thing you hear is a voice saying, “Awakening complete. Initializing knowledge dump.”
Your mind begins to fill with information: you know that this world, Elisus, was once filled with wizards and scientists, where magic and technology worked together to create wonders. However, the technologists began to despise the chaotic nature of elemental spells, and the mages began to rebel against the structured nature of science. A rift grew between the two factions, and inevitably, the two sides found a reason to take their differences to the battlefield. The ensuing war tore apart nations with powerful spells and destructive machines.
A small group of technomancers, who chose to continue working with both magic and science, is attempting to gather together those who are willing to put aside their disputes. They plan to abandon the planet to its inexorable destruction and forge a new civilization on a distant world.
You are a part of a failsafe system built by these technomancers; you are guards that could be summoned when none others would come to protect the Database, a huge collection of all the knowledge they had access to. Unfortunately, the system wasn’t complete when the research facility was destroyed, so you are bare-bones versions of what was intended to be unstoppable war machines. Your current directive is to protect the Database until it can reach the launch point and escape the world with the rest of the technomancers.

You open your eyes to see the Database, in the form of a large, pulsing crystal, as well as a small semicircle of three other beings that look exactly like you. You are all in a small metal room.


You know, from the knowledge dump, that while in partial stasis, the Database can only output enough energy to sustain four of you, which is presumably why it didn’t summon more of the guards. You also know that it is almost undetectable.
Before you can do anything, there is a flash of light and loud whining noise. When you open your eyes again, you are underground, on a rough path through a rocky field. A merchant is leading his cart down the path. The Database is nowhere to be seen, but you can still feel its presence.

What do you do?

Spoiler: GM note (click to show/hide)

Do you think that first image is too big? I wasn't sure, but now I think it is. Do you want me to shrink it?

[Remuthra]

Sir Von Bridgenstein is quite disturbed.

By the foul Gadzookikoid's great feathers! Where in the blazes are we?

Noticing the merchant.

Ah, my pardon, traveler. I am Sir Joseph Nathaniel Ferdinand Von Bridgenstein, local lord of the next fief over. Know ye this road?

[ShadowHammer]

The merchant looks rather surprised at your claims of being a local lord, especially since you have seem to own nothing but some white clothes. After a short hesitation, he responds to your question.



You also feel a gentle pressure in your mind from the Database. It seems to want you to travel in the same direction as the merchant. No doubt that is the direction of the launch point.

[darkpaladin109]

"Now how did I end up here of all places? And where's my car? Or my racetrack for that matter."
Rocket Racer talks to the merchant.
"Would you happen to know a place called the Rocket Racer Run?"

[ShadowHammer]

The merchant thinks for a minute, and then replies.

He obviously has no idea what you're talking about.
You feel the same pressure as Sir Von Bridgenstein in your mind, encouraging you to follow the road left. Perhaps you will meet someone who knows what you are speaking of while you are travelling to, or once you get to, this town that the merchant mentioned, if you choose to go there.

[Remuthra]

Sir Joseph Nathaniel Ferdinand Von Bridgenstein looks somewhat miffed at the merchant's implication.

You doubt my ancestry, simple merchant? My grandfather's grandfather, Lord Edgar Von Bridgenstein, settled his land himself, and built it stone by stone, before he was through, over the course of a mere five years, in the next fief over! In any case, I must be on my way, I should think!

Head off to south, ignoring the road. It's probably a quest destination.

[NAV]

Code: [Select]

TARGET IDENTIFIED: MERCHANT
TREAT LEVEL: LOW
SUGGESTED ACTION: SHOP
MERCHANT: GIVE ME A WEAPON
Take a weapon from the merchants cart.

[scapheap]

Subject looks around "Middle of nowhere, great." The female says "Tell me, does the name MorgerTek mean anything round here?"

[ShadowHammer]

Sir Joseph Nathaniel Ferdinand Von Bridgenstein looks somewhat miffed at the merchant's implication.

You doubt my ancestry, simple merchant? My grandfather's grandfather, Lord Edgar Von Bridgenstein, settled his land himself, and built it stone by stone, before he was through, over the course of a mere five years, in the next fief over! In any case, I must be on my way, I should think!

Head off to south, ignoring the road. It's probably a quest destination.

The merchant hesitates a moment, before shouting after Sir Joseph.

Code: [Select]

TARGET IDENTIFIED: MERCHANT
TREAT LEVEL: LOW
SUGGESTED ACTION: SHOP
MERCHANT: GIVE ME A WEAPON
Take a weapon from the merchants cart.

He looks rather miffed when Golemborg goes around the back of the cart to grab his own weapon, and he quickly follows him, putting himself between this stranger and his precious goods.

Subject looks around "Middle of nowhere, great." The female says "Tell me, does the name MorgerTek mean anything round here?"

He starts to respond to your question, but cuts himself off as he notices something.


Now that the merchant points him out, you can see the goblin behind the cart. A mechanized fire elemental that you hadn't noticed before seems to be confronting him.




Fortunately for you, neither the merchant nor the elemental believe him.





What do you tell the merchant about his offer of free weapons? Magic or tech, melee or ranged?

Do you do anything about the goblin?

Sir Joseph, would you like to continue walking away, or come back to accept his free weapons offer?

[Remuthra]

Truly, good peddler, I fear I have misjudged you. I accept your offer; provide me if you would with an armament of suitable range and mystique to protect this noble convoy.

[scapheap]

Subject nods "I would like an enchanted close quarter weapon."

She turn to the goblin "Of course we cause lots of death. We're adventurers. Kill 20 bears, collect 15 bear asses, lot of things are going to meet their end. It ours job, like your is beginner's first boss and maybe comic relief."

[NAV]

Code: [Select]

WEAPON SELECTED: TECH MELEE
GRATITUDE LEVEL: 98%

I HAVE NEVER ADVENTURED
I HAVE NEVER KILLED
I AM NOT YOUR TARGET GOBLIN


[ShadowHammer]

Truly, good peddler, I fear I have misjudged you. I accept your offer; provide me if you would with an armament of suitable range and mystique to protect this noble convoy.

The merchant is visibly relieved.

He starts to rummage through the cart, but then he remembers something.


While he is looking for some weapons, the goblin responds to Subject-173's statement.


He nods simply nods to Golemborg when he tells him that he is not an adventurer.

[NAV]

Take a technological melee weapon from the cart.