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[Toaster]

Dave turns tail and hides until the violence is over!

[piecewise]

Dave turns tail and hides until the violence is over!

It's funny because you actually have a tail.

"Maybe I'd be better off... New place, new body, new life. But what would be the point? New life comes with new troubles. New body comes with new limitations. New place comes with new life. How many times will I die?"

Fly straight upwards until the ground is out of view, then go up some more.

[2]
You bounce up and down a little. Today is not your day

Mr. Bird, horribly disappointed at the lack of stupendous wizardry, turns his attention to other matters. He flaps his wings as something comes to mind.

"Aha! Should we tell the warbeast to walk without rhythm, then?"

Emit a saurian cackle at this personal display of wit.

Also fly a little higher and check about for signs of anything in the distance. Maybe follow some of the more promising sets of tracks?

You circle out from the warbeast, searching. You can see, atop several of the mesas, are what appear to be primitive villages. Clusters of yurts circled around burnt out fire pits. No signs of movement, at least none you can see from here, and no smoke from the fires. But the yurts themselves are well maintained, not abandoned and falling apart. There's either people still in them or they were abandoned very recently.

"Waitwaitwaitwait hang on. I can fix him, I just need a living sacrifice."

He looks ominously at some of the new arrivals who haven't done much of anything yet.

"Juat one..."

WaitstopDrMcTaalikisactusllyagoodplayer

Instead, choose the person who's been inactive the longest, I think it's probably that controlling mom lady. Give her one last chance to start doing stuff. If not ... LET THE MAGIC FLOW

John pushes people gathering around Hyenakles gently aside as he steps in closer with loaded rifle in his hands.

- We had a good run together. If you don't understand why am I doing this now, I hope you will later. Goodbye, and roam free again.

Blam.

John cranks the lever on the bottom of the rifle, ejecting a case, and speaks as he reaches for new one to load:
- If you will find it impossible to rejuvenate my dying body in 24 hours, I expect you to do the same. Now cut the good parts off carcass.

We will follow the creatures who make their way in that general direction we figured out, if there will be no objections.

4v3
Xan grabs the barrel of the gun at the last moment and jerks it up towards the ceiling, resulting in yet another hole.

"You keep shooting your load prematurely and I'll have to melt the tip shut."

Xan then walks outside, grabs the brain dead woman who came with the others and positions her beside the bed. He stares directly at her face and starts yelling.

"IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO USE YOUR BODY AS KINDLING FOR MY GRAND MAGIC POWERS THEN I SUGGEST YOU SAY SOMETHING QUICK LIKE."

Having been shooed away from his napping point by a gun wielding nut, Sebastian examines the tracks and the scene, and recalls what information he has about this place, it's inhabitants - sojourners, and the destination of those tracks.

[6]
Hmmm. Those are the villages of the scarred tribes. They shouldn't be dangerous, though they might be a bit curt. The scarred tribes have an odd aesthetic, and while most of the people in this group aren't exactly supermodels, they aren't horribly deformed and messed up either. And the Scarred tribes would vastly prefer if they were.

[Parisbre56]

while most of the people in this group aren't exactly supermodels, they aren't horribly deformed and messed up either. And the Scarred tribes would vastly prefer if they were.

((Ah, so the village is populated by the waitlist then? ))

[Xantalos]

"Nothing? Well then. Thank you for volunteering."

MAGICAL SACRIFICE FAT LADY TO HEAL HYENA RITUAL A GO GO

[Ozarck]

"Good news everyone! We're all going to become pirates! Yarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Sebastian examines the crew, looking for suitably scarred individuals to use as frontsmen for interacting with the scarred tribes.

[Yoink]

((Oh dear, I could have sworn I posted an action last turn! Whoops!))

Peer around and, if nothing seems to be posing an immediate threat, explore this strange structure I'm riding on.
Is there any food? Any nice hiding places? Any COOL STUFF?

[Toaster]

Dave noticed one of the newcomers exploring the place.  "It's a pretty good place here, really.  And hey, there's booze!  We should all have a drink to celebrate!"


Get everyone to have a drink to celebrate!

[AoshimaMichio]

"Good news everyone! We're all going to become pirates! Yarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Sebastian examines the crew, looking for suitably scarred individuals to use as frontsmen for interacting with the scarred tribes.

"Yarrr! What are pirates?"

[Ozarck]

Dave noticed one of the newcomers exploring the place.  "It's a pretty good place here, really.  And hey, there's booze!  We should all have a drink to celebrate!"


Get everyone to have a drink to celebrate!

"Milk, please. Chocolate. Shaken, not shtirred. Make it a double. On the rocks. No, scratch that last part, and put it in a bowl instead."

"Good news everyone! We're all going to become pirates! Yarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Sebastian examines the crew, looking for suitably scarred individuals to use as frontsmen for interacting with the scarred tribes.

"Yarrr! What are pirates?"

"Cripples, mostly. Sometimes zombies. They tend to summon the spirit of the ocean to fight against underwater versions of themselves and Tea Companies. Lovable rapscallions whose only flaws was that they loved too much. Pirates are the best, mate! Yarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

[AoshimaMichio]

"Yarrrrr! Pirates be! I sharpened my claws too much so I'm cripple already! See?" Ryan shows his stumped, but razor sharp claws. "But where we do find tea companies to fight with?"

Look out for a tea company we can fight against! Tea party will do in absence of anything better. Actually any party is fine if I get desperate enough.

[Harry Baldman]

Hm. Are there any bones around?

[piecewise]

"Nothing? Well then. Thank you for volunteering."

MAGICAL SACRIFICE FAT LADY TO HEAL HYENA RITUAL A GO GO

[5][5]

You raise one hand then stop. You know exactly how to do this and you know you can but you suddenly had a rare realization: You should probably get away from flammable things. And that having a source of fire will make this easier.

"Hey guys, I'm gonna need these two transported down to the ground, where I won't torch our living quarters, and a quick camp fire started. I'm gonna be sucking the fire out of this one and into that one and chances are there's gonna be a hell of a lot of heat thrown off in the process. Like...melt people near by and catch everything on fire heat."

"Good news everyone! We're all going to become pirates! Yarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Sebastian examines the crew, looking for suitably scarred individuals to use as frontsmen for interacting with the scarred tribes.

Hmm...too bad they gave John a new body, he would have been just perfect before. Now he's all pristine and crap, though the weird deer head might count, maybe. The closest to what you're looking for is the critically injured hyena man. Maybe when this...smoldering hobo who is talking about "healing" him does what he claims he's going to do, he could leave the scars? Maybe add a few? You should ask him.

((Oh dear, I could have sworn I posted an action last turn! Whoops!))

Peer around and, if nothing seems to be posing an immediate threat, explore this strange structure I'm riding on.
Is there any food? Any nice hiding places? Any COOL STUFF?

There's not a whole lot of room around here; there's the deck here in the front, and then the crew quarters which looks like a fairly cozy barracks, albeit partially destroyed from some kind of fight. There are a few other platforms but they're not much more than connected vantage points for firing down on the ground, by the look of it. There's definitely supplies in the crew quarters but...there's a lot of people in there.

Dave noticed one of the newcomers exploring the place.  "It's a pretty good place here, really.  And hey, there's booze!  We should all have a drink to celebrate!"


Get everyone to have a drink to celebrate!

You freely pass out your booze to anyone who will take it.

"Yarrrrr! Pirates be! I sharpened my claws too much so I'm cripple already! See?" Ryan shows his stumped, but razor sharp claws. "But where we do find tea companies to fight with?"

Look out for a tea company we can fight against! Tea party will do in absence of anything better. Actually any party is fine if I get desperate enough.

Alas, tea companies, fur traders, spice mongols, bootleggers, gun runners, and seedsmen are nowhere to be found. Not a single trading empire with questionable morals or homicidal drive for profits.

Hm. Are there any bones around?

Skipping the innuendo, there will be in a few minutes if xan gets his way.

[Egan_BW]

Do glass orb things. Wonder where the beast went. Question my continued relevance to the plot.

[Ozarck]

"Make sure he looks good after you do the brain transplant. Lots of spikes, boils, warts, maybe some horns, mkay? This'll be great. We'll have our hunchback! Hey guys, the inhabitants here like it weird, like the more popular porn sites, you know? So let's dress up like the mutants we really are. the time for sparkle and moodinees is gone, Freakshows is where it's at!"

I encourage a certain attitude of bizarreness in Xan and Hyenakles, so that the surgery is more likely to produce interesting effects. I Also look around for special effects material, like muslin and gunpowder and glue and magnesium powder and stuff, so we can put on a good show for the tribes.

[Xantalos]

Do the things needed to perform the ritual with actual safety and shit. Campfires and all that.