"Who made the holy grail?"
[1]
"No clue. Some random, probably."
HQ it is then, live in the giant potato and manage the fleet from inside.
[3]
The tiny cave in the potato is pretty useless. You need to carve out a better base.
Hmm... Wrong address! Mail myself to CaptainMcClellan!
(0)
Nope, you're now there forever.
"So we can we construct the shield world or not? If yes, get to it."
[5]
Shield world get!
For now, Simian thought.
"We just came from that wall-"
Simian points
"-where this broke in from outside.
It mauled one of ours pretty bad, but we'd no sooner subdued it before the breach sealed itself right in front of our eyes."
"What about here? Is everyone accounted for?"
[4]
"More or less. There was some initial chaos but it's mostly rescinded now. Our food stocks are worryingly low, though."
WAGE GUERRILLA WARFARE
[2]
You're inside a highly monitored space station. This is as beneficial as throwing a cow pat at a Tiger II tank.
PULL REVOLVER. SHOOT HOBO IN FACE. REPEATEDLY. WITH MY REVOLVER. Please god.
[6]
Kingofstarryskies uses Shoot motherfucker!
It's super effective!
Hobo uses Reinforcements!
More hobos join the fight!
Enjoy fondue while hanging out with GM
[1]
You eat all of his fondue.
...Not cool. You have to go make us potato Alfredo now.Delegate, then. Form a government that draws its power from some sort of parliament.
Where's my +1 bonus, anyway?
((warning: +1bonus dependant on how much you remind me))
(0+1)
Nope. They're still a socioanarchist syndicate.
>Order the bits of South America still loyal to my glorious rule to produce weapons and sell them to other countries that are in as terrible a condition as mine! Form the Brotherhood of Nod!
[2]
Everything is lost to Carl. He nukes your capital city as part of a birthday party.
"Blow out the candle!""Urrrrrrrrrkk... Anyone else alive?"
Don't. Move.
[5]
They're all just battered, and the abominations wander off.
Take control of he polar bear's body!
[1]
It eats you. Fuck.
GM:Engage in a duel with smurfingtonthethird.
Player:Get out of bed and check my surroundings.
[2]
A loser is you.
(0)
Oh dear. Someone got the ultimate punishment on the wheel of shitty plots. I am so very, very sorry.You wake up. Your older sister tells you to go to school after doing your morning tasks.
((Why do I keep rolling so poorly?))
Get rescued by a transdimensional member of the Galactic Society of Black Hole Preservation.
[6]
Their portals get jacked, and now millions are being harvested. Good job breaking it, hero.
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