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Harry Baldman

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Our Salvation: It Is Written
« on: November 18, 2015, 10:47:17 am »

Our Salvation

You are in a bath, naked, surrounded by warmth and fully submerged. You do not see anything, but you do feel warmth. You feel squirming. You feel scratching and nibbling.

You sit up sharply as if awakening from a dramatic nightmare, and the dozens of rats you share this bath with flow around you, their squeaks rising to a cacophony as the disturbance ripples through them, the collective smell of their stirring nearly overpowering your senses. You emerge above rat-level and gasp for breath, trying to free yourself of the clutches of this strange trap. Your hands go for the rough wooden edges and you push yourself out of the rat-filled tub, landing on cold stone and spilled rodent in equal measure, crushing some of the latter with a sickening squelch as each and every bone of their bodies breaks in one fell swoop.

You feel disgustingly filthy, perhaps mildly diseased, but your eyes go around the darkened dungeon that you appear to have shown up in. This fails to assuage your concerns.

In a circle around the lit center of the room where a ceiling grate casts a gridlike shadow on a small circle of light stands a man in a sack cloth robe, and around him on the floor are splayed out two similarly-robed corpses, their heads missing and their necks horrifically mangled, still discharging large amounts of blood. The man himself looks scarcely better, with blood trickling out his ears and tear ducts, his pupils dilated to the point where his eyes look solid black, the fingers on his hands twisted and broken into infinitesimal pieces. And yet his face shows a grim sort of satisfaction, his breathing shallow and incredibly quick.

Around him, in the less lit parts of this place (which you would feel confident calling a particularly dinghy inner sanctum) are five tubs arranged in what would make the basis of a perfect pentagram if anybody could have been bothered to draw one. One was yours, but there are four others here, too - people like you. Regular, mostly clean people like yourself, minutely scratched and just as naked and confused. The corners of the room you cannot see, but as your eyes start to adapt you think you can make out that it really isn't much larger than the circle - looks squarish, about 7 or 8 meters to a side.

"OUR SALVATION!" shouts the man, accidentally spitting more blood over his chin as he opens his mouth, raising his arms partially as he twirls around to take a look at each of the five, stopping at you. "I WELCOME YOU TO," he starts to say, but stumbles, the turn having given him a touch of vertigo, "oh, I..."

You expect him to straighten himself out, and he clearly does too. But instead he just lingers lopsidedly for a second, then with a small moan falls on his face on the floor littered with chunks of skull and brain matter. Some of the rats draw closer to the fallen corpses and begin nibbling, not being the sorts to waste any time.

You exchange vague glances with the others, and conclude that they have absolutely no idea either.

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The Players
penguinofhonor - Eileen Minett, Vinyl Collector
Xantalos - Jack Daniels, Karate Man
Toaster - Thomas Minstep, Insurance Agent
TopHat - Oscar Wilde, Chemistry Teacher
DoctorMcTaalik - Rindle Fischgartner, Evolutionary Biologist

The Waitlist
LordBrassroast - Ed MacDougal, Bartender
LordPorkins - P. Diddle Porkinsticks, Insane Hobo
SaberToothTiger - S. D. "Smooth" MacGroove, Disco Person
crazyabe - Alexander Artemis Jones, Architectural Engineer
mcclay - Henrique Jackson, Lumberjack
wipeout1024 - Anna Denderson, Seamstress
TheBiggerFish - Alice Thompson, Writer

The Dead
AkumaKasai - Robert Johnson, MLG - dissolution
NAV - Benny Calverly, Barber - dissolution
Dermonster - Eric Codeburn, Computistics Specialist, Child of the Sun and Moon - murdered by his brother-sun
AoshimaMichio - Leif Erikson, Mastermind, Party-Shaman of the Moth Clan - dissolution
« Last Edit: September 23, 2017, 08:48:39 am by Harry Baldman »
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Re: Our Salvation: A Heroic Fantasy RTD
« Reply #1 on: November 18, 2015, 11:23:18 am »

Name: Eric Johns- CODEBURN. Eric Codeburn. yes.
Occupation: Computer repa- I MEAN COMPUTISTICS SPECIALIST.
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Re: Our Salvation: A Heroic Fantasy RTD
« Reply #2 on: November 18, 2015, 11:43:47 am »

Name: Benny Calverly
Job: Barber
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Highmax…dead, flesh torn from him, though his skill with the sword was unmatched…military…Nearly destroyed .. Rhunorah... dead... Mastahcheese returns...dead. Gaul...alive, still locked in combat. NAV...Alive, drinking booze....
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Re: Our Salvation: A Heroic Fantasy RTD
« Reply #3 on: November 18, 2015, 12:04:14 pm »

Name: Leif Erikson
Occupation: Miner
Description: Stereotypical big nordic viking guy. Blonde hair and full beard.
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Re: Our Salvation: A Heroic Fantasy RTD
« Reply #4 on: November 18, 2015, 01:50:23 pm »

Name:Robert Johnson
Occupation: He's never had a job, and spends most days playing video games.
Description: Pale, greasy-haired, and slightly overweight. He has long brown hair and a beard, which he only trims every few months.
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Re: Our Salvation: A Heroic Fantasy RTD
« Reply #5 on: November 18, 2015, 02:36:44 pm »

Name: Eileen Minett
Occupation: She collects vinyl records.
Description: Short, with short, dark brown hair and round glasses.
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Re: Our Salvation: A Heroic Fantasy RTD
« Reply #6 on: November 18, 2015, 02:44:43 pm »

Name: Jack Daniels (his parents had a bad sense of humor)
Occupation: Works at a karate studio.
Description: Tall, a little thin, but muscled from the workouts. Dark brown hair and eyes. Kinda unshaven, hair's a bit long.
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Quote from: BFEL
XANTALOS, THE KARATEBOMINATION
Quote from: Toaster
((The Xantalos Die: [1, 1, 1, 6, 6, 6]))

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Re: Our Salvation: A Heroic Fantasy RTD
« Reply #7 on: November 18, 2015, 02:48:32 pm »

Name: Thomas Minstep
Occupation: Insurance Agent
Description: Mid forties, balding, and slightly pudgy, he looks exactly like the kind of stereotypical insurance agent you picture; the kind who goes straight home from work and has zero personal life.
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HMR stands for Hazardous Materials Requisition, not Horrible Massive Ruination, though I can understand how one could get confused.
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Re: Our Salvation: A Heroic Fantasy RTD
« Reply #8 on: November 18, 2015, 03:31:39 pm »


A few moments have passed. It doesn't get any less awkward. The rats are swarming over the bodies on the ground, and the fallen man is stirring jerkily as the writhing pile on his back begins to grow bigger, nascent rat gods fighting for dominance in their emerging kingdoms, squeaks and skittering filling the room with an unpleasant, yet almost mesmerizing din.

As your eyes adapt to the darkness, you start to pay attention to the edges of the sanctum, the walls being stacked nearly to the ceiling with moldy pots, moldy things in said pots, spiderwebs complete with tragically deceased owners enveloping these pots and the things in them. The corners make for a nice change of pace, with each of them stacked with quite a lot of the exact same thing as far as you can tell - one has a great pile of bricks, another hosts a collection of ancient-looking drapes. The third has many massive sacks - an upturned, ripped one reveals its contents to be some kind of coinage. And the last corner seems to have a vast supply of jugs filled with really long, thin black sticks.

In the darkness in one of the corners you spy a door. At least you'd think it was a door - the shape's about right. Although you don't like the look of the writing on it - it's the words "Be Staying In Away" written in something faintly luminescent and even more faintly green, the letters being clearly legible even at this distance from the door.

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« Last Edit: November 18, 2015, 03:40:29 pm by Harry Baldman »
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Re: Our Salvation: You All Meet Naked In A Basement
« Reply #9 on: November 18, 2015, 03:57:57 pm »

Name: Oscar Wilde
Occupation: Chemistry teacher
Description: coming soonish
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I would ask why fire can burn two men to death without getting hot enough to burn a book, but then I read "INEXTINGUISHABLE RUNNING KAMIKAZE RADIOACTIVE FLAMING ZOMBIE" and realized that logic, reason, and physics are all occupied with crying in the corner right now.

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Re: Our Salvation: You All Meet Naked In A Basement
« Reply #10 on: November 18, 2015, 06:17:26 pm »

Grab and examine a stick. Also a sack of coin.
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I can do anything I want, as long as I accept the consequences.
"Y'know, my favorite thing about being a hero is that it gives you all kinds of narrative justification to just slay any ol' jerk who gets in the way - Black Mage.
"The bulk of [Derm]'s atrocities seem to stem from him doing things that [Magic] doesn't actually do." - TvTropes
"Dammit Derm!" - You, if I'm doing it right.
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Re: Our Salvation: You All Meet Naked In A Basement
« Reply #11 on: November 18, 2015, 07:46:41 pm »

His survival-game instincts kick in, and Robert begins searching high and low for any and all potentially useful items.
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Re: Our Salvation: You All Meet Naked In A Basement
« Reply #12 on: November 18, 2015, 08:12:36 pm »

His survival-game instincts kick in, and Robert begins searching high and low for any and all potentially useful items.

Lazy!
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I can do anything I want, as long as I accept the consequences.
"Y'know, my favorite thing about being a hero is that it gives you all kinds of narrative justification to just slay any ol' jerk who gets in the way - Black Mage.
"The bulk of [Derm]'s atrocities seem to stem from him doing things that [Magic] doesn't actually do." - TvTropes
"Dammit Derm!" - You, if I'm doing it right.
Moved to SufficientVelocity / Spacebattles.

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Re: Our Salvation: You All Meet Naked In A Basement
« Reply #13 on: November 18, 2015, 08:35:20 pm »

Name: Rindle Fischgartner
Occupation: evolutionary biologist

Waitlist please.
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Re: Our Salvation: You All Meet Naked In A Basement
« Reply #14 on: November 18, 2015, 08:56:51 pm »

Can I get on the waitlist?

Name: Ed MacDougal
Profession: Bartender
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