Will strength be used at all for crafting?
Depends what you are making. If it's something big, probably.
Looks like I have a nemisis because that bird can fly (?) and for some reason I doubt it would be happy with my gambit.
Starn Gundar
start's looking at his stuff because for some reason he's unsure what tools he has.
[5]
Other than the spanner, you have a small welder, several screwdrivers, a few spanners, an allen key and an electric drill.
Nick some of the fishes while nobody is looking and run over in a hidden place to sacrifice them to Cthulhu for his guidance
[1+1DEX]
You can't catch fish with your bare hands.
Lucas de Carpe, the Artist: "Alright, that flare should tell people where we are. Now we just need to wait, though it might even take days. Our food supplies should last us for long enough, but we need a plan in case it won't. You there, the sneaky guy, how about you'll climb a tree and see if there's anything interesting around us? Medic (The NPC), what is your name?"
EDIT: My actual action for this round: Check the bird-fighters for injuries and point them to The Medic.
[4+1CHA]
The Medic, called George, patches up Barney-bites, head wounds and other things.
Procyon: Please everyone, calm down! We all need to be rational to survive in this jungle!
[6]
You yell this to everyone. Now they're all freaking out.
I will point out that I should be good at fighting since, you know, I'M A FUCKING MARTIAL ARTS INSTRUCTOR AND A FIRE BENDER ON TOP OF THAT!
Still take the food. Continue trying to take food until I manage to obtain food and put it in my backpack. Then craft a shiv.
[4]
You snatch some of the food.
[2+1DEX],[5]
You craft a shiv out of a metal shard and a rag, held together by tree sap.
((Dexterity is for quality, intelligence determines if it works or not.))
Name: Wizard (a.k.a. Dr Gatsby MacDougall)
Age: 65
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short, pot-bellied, and bald, but with a magnificently long beard. He wears stereotypical "old-man" clothes.
Personal information: A crazy old physicist who thinks he is a wizard.
Stats:
Strength: 0
Endurance: 0
Dexterity: 0
Intelligence: 15
Charisma: 0
Profession: Retired, was a professor of advanced physics
Inventory: A set of pointy hats in various colours (red, green, orange, blue, black), a spare tuxedo, several encyclopaedias, fuzzy pink bananas
[2+3INT]
It isn't concrete. Concrete is not perfectly square.
Name: Bjorn (Real name: Cameron McClelland)
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Appearance: A muscular man wearing a chainmail hauberk (made from pop can tabs), the furs of several neighbourhood pets, and a bike helmet with plastic horns attached. HE IS COMPLETELY NAKED AND VERY HAIRY! He has a long braided red beard.
Personal information: He was bjorn in the wrong century.
Stats:
Strength: 11
endurance: 3
dexterity: 2
intelligence: 0
Charisma: 1
Profession: Berserker.
Inventory: Axe, bigger axe, shield, jug of mead, meat, berserking shrooms, chainmail hauberk (made from pop can tabs), the furs of several neighbourhood pets, and a bike helmet with plastic horns attached.
Carry the bird's corpse to the main survivor camp.
BEHOLD THE BJORNBIRD! IT IS FOOD.
SOMEONE BUILD A FIRE, AND LET'S FEAST!
Then put on my armour and shield and helmet and furs. It's dangerous here.
[3]
Everyone's freaked out, but pleased that they won't starve. Feasting ensues.
You're now in your, um, armor.
Barney glaringly casts his eyes at Bjorne the food-stealer, and sullenly goes to join the survivors.
[5]
They give you the head you so desired.
Mallone knocks out Bjorn with a punch, then eats the bird.
[1+2STR]
You miss him. The others are riled up, and you go eat some meat in solitude.
I am so joining if your still accepting players.
Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)
Name: Häns Güthern
Age: 29
Gender: male
Appearance: A fit young man, with darkish brown hair and hazel eyes. Quick to smile, but has a dark feeling about him, as if he's always on edge...
Personal information: Häns is part of the UN forces that are being sent for peacekeeping missions in the Middle East and Africa. Recently recruited and trained, he is planned to be based with the Bundeswehr forces to protect aid facilities.
Stats:
Strength: 5
Endurance: 5
Dexterity: 3
Intelligence: 2
Charisma: 0
Profession: UN Forces soldier. (+1 to survival and fighting, -1 to people skills?)
Inventory: boots, socks, Cargo pants, t-shirt under combat fatigues. Has a safetied Glock 18 and assorted clothes in the cargo compartment of the plane, along with a combat knife and assorted going-away gifts.
[4]
You stroll into the camp. Eh.
~
People:
Lolfail
kj1225
NAV
IcyTea
InsanityIncarnate
Objective
Spinal_Taper
Darkpaladin
Leonkr9
GrizzlyAdams
Yoink
mastahcheese
blazing glory
WhitiusOpus
Two female flight attendants
First aid guy
One arm guy
Twelve random girls
Pilot
Things you own:
Your inventories (mainly useless crap)
Pile of unsearched bags
Pile of useless plane bits
Fuzzy pink bananas
Airline food
Roast giant bird corpse
Places:
Plane crash: Consists of a plane crash (_/) in a clearing. Near a freshwater stream.
Fuzzy Pink Banana trees: a place with fuzzy pink banana trees.
Waterfall: a waterfall. It lets you see across a valley, and there's a big ass thing on the other side.
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