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[Egan_BW]

Hey, if nothing else, them nazis have good taste in musac.

[spazyak]

Start humming noisily and, presumably, horribly.

[syvarris]

Groo stands above the beast's corpse for a couple seconds, watching and waiting for it to show more signs of life.  Once he's confident it won't be getting back up, his angry expression flips back to a joyfully dopey one.  "Good boy, Rufferto!  Groo not see beastie!" he says, feeding another treat to the utterly terrified canine strapped to his chest.  He gives Rufferto a hug with his free arm, petting the dog's head as he turns to the pilot.  "Pilot know where to go yet?"

He then starts hurriedly butchering some of the Beast's corpse while waiting for a response.

Groo's gonna cut out any valuable bits of the beast that he can get to.  Also, the entire head, 'cause why not?  After he's done, he'll do as the pilot tells him, presumably either getting into a fulton or chopping down the tree the one fulton got stuck in.

[Beirus]

"Crap, they're British." Damian mutters to himself before continuing to "speak" with the daemons. My name is Daemian. I suppose the two of you are siblings? What are your names? And do you know where you are?

Talking to Daemons. And it's simple questions, not trying to be persuasive or anything, please don't give me a CHA roll.

[MidnightJaguar]

((Two posts in one day? What madness I say.))

Hey, if nothing else, them nazis have good taste in musac.

Your dream self shrugs and goes on a rollicking adventure with the women, carrying away the souls of the battle dead to Vallahalla …or maybe you got carried away to it? All you know is that there was a lot mead involved.

Start humming noisily and, presumably, horribly.

[charisma 3] You begin humming in the most boring and dull manner possible, if the wall wasn't asleep then he would have already passed out from boredom.

Groo stands above the beast's corpse for a couple seconds, watching and waiting for it to show more signs of life.  Once he's confident it won't be getting back up, his angry expression flips back to a joyfully dopey one.  "Good boy, Rufferto!  Groo not see beastie!" he says, feeding another treat to the utterly terrified canine strapped to his chest.  He gives Rufferto a hug with his free arm, petting the dog's head as he turns to the pilot.  "Pilot know where to go yet?"

He then starts hurriedly butchering some of the Beast's corpse while waiting for a response.

Groo's gonna cut out any valuable bits of the beast that he can get to.  Also, the entire head, 'cause why not?  After he's done, he'll do as the pilot tells him, presumably either getting into a fulton or chopping down the tree the one fulton got stuck in.

[str 6] Groo takes the katana and with skill of an expert butcher quickly and efficiently dismembers the beast he frees a bone plate and grabs a vine tendrils He also collects a large amount of beast meat for Rufferto. The pilot shakes his head st this Well, I suppose we best be getting that fulton down, before another one of them things comes along. Groo nods I'm assuming that Groo would use daemonism to use it just because otherwise good luck chopping the tree down. [daemonism 1+2=3] The daemon is clearly tired from all of this and the swing only takes a small piece out for the trunk., Groo is a bit tired himself and the daemon completely misses the tree barely missing the pilot who was wise enough to stand outside the blood circle.

"Crap, they're British." Damian mutters to himself before continuing to "speak" with the daemons. My name is Daemian. I suppose the two of you are siblings? What are your names? And do you know where you are?

Talking to Daemons. And it's simple questions, not trying to be persuasive or anything, please don't give me a CHA roll.

Well, Mr.Damian why the hell you asking all these questions. you hear a set of subdued whispering. The voices both come back very suspicious now …You a copper?

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Name: Groo V3
Stats:
Strength:+1
Intelligence:-2
Dexterity:+1
Resilience:+2 one stat point in resilience
Perception:+0
Charisma:-2

Skills:
Piloting:-1
Marksmanship:+3
Daemonism:+2
Doctor:-2
Beast mastery:-2
Engineering: -2

Inventory:
Bloodsoaked aviator's clothing
Nothing else?
M1911 (6/7)+0, 3 spare 7rnd mags,
a secod m1911 7/7+0 spare 7rnd mag.
An excessive amount of Shrooms in pockets. currently growing on the blood on his flight jacket.
shotgun (3/5) buck shot.
10 shells.
hilt of the daemon knife

another knife.
Cowboy hat
Badass longboat…covered in gore and paint.
5 katana just as good as the store bought version for a fraction of the cost.
quick access chest rig.
0 coins
unknown key
Shredded ID card, came from leg daemon zombie.
Gas mask.
Rufferto his loyal dog. Black German shepherd like mut.
Gas mask for Rufferto. Comically small. Not on him right now.
parachute strapped to Ruferto
Status:
Rufferto is strapped to Groo right now
Description:
Nobody is quite sure what this is.  Top scientists have suggested that it's some sort of humanoid, possibly a crossbreed of some kind, but it has a face that look like it's been dragged along ten miles of bad road and an ever-present smile.


Name: Vincent MacMoordr Jr
Description:He has blue eyes, blond hair, and more scars than you would hope to get in your life.

Up to recently he was a stolway on a ship, then he jumped out the window while no one was looking with a pair of parachutes... that ship chashed soon after.
Stats
Strength: -1
Intelligence: -3
Dexterity: 1
Resilience: -3
Perception: 0
Charisma: +3

Skills
Piloting: -3
Marksmanship: +3
Daemonism: -3
Doctor: +3
Beast mastery: -3
Engineering: -3

Inventory: what you have on you.
knife*5
aviators clothing
long sword*2
Sniper rifle
>1 rounds
wounds: Shoulder shot, nothing major is to badly hit.



Name: Daemian McWehrnecigul
Description:  His eyes are gold. His face seems slightly off, even though no disfigurement is apparent. He has a lean build.

Unlike his brothers, he has devoted his life to his single focus of Daemons, to the exclusion of pretty much everything else. His greatest interest lies in daemonic phenomena, and he dreams of one day creating a breakthrough application of daemonism that allows a human to control a body filled with the might of daemons. He lost an arm and a leg in a daemonism experiment gone wrong (Damiin got the frequency wrong), and had them replaced with inert daemon metal limbs
Stats
Strength: 0
Intelligence: 0
Dexterity: +1
Resilience: +2
Perception: -2
Charisma: -1

Skills
Piloting: -2
Marksmanship: -2
Daemonism: +4
Doctor: -2
Beast mastery: -2
Engineering: -1

Inventory: what you have on you.
knife
aviators clothing
Daemon metal left arm
Daemon metal right leg
got a ten collectively mild shape shifting increased strength.
[9 book knife] Looks like someone took about every possible type of knife and blade and made it into a single knife. Words throw it and see on the back of the book. Disturbing smily face right underneath it.
severed daemon left arm
severed daemon right leg
Infection: The Weapon((Investigative daemonism mission: 2)).
Status: Hybridized.
Current powers:
Can talk to the weapon in his head.
Can communicate with daemons by touching daemon imbued things.
Name: Phineas
Description: ex pilot and a bit skilled at fixing his plane. Tought by his ol' pap from the great war when young and wished only to be a pilot just llike him.
About twenty years old
Stats
Strength:0
Intelligence:+1
Dexterity: -1
Resilience:+1
Perception:+0
Charisma:-2

Skills
Piloting:+2
Marksmanship:0
Daemonism: +0
Doctor: -2
Beast mastery:-2
Engineering: +1

Inventory: what you have on you.
knife
aviators clothing-Flack jacket and helmet.
Shot gun 10 shells (8 in total)3/6 shells. 10 loose
Light enginering kit (10)
blanket rope, expertly tied.
1 token left over
survival poncho can be made into a tent in a pinch.
Extremely explicit manuscript detailing an amorous adventure between you and a beast.
dexterity daemon hand and lower arm, good for sticking sewing and things that require a lot of fine coordination. Not so great with the brute force. tendered store bought power 5]


Name: THE WALL
Description: Creepy bald guy with a facial tattoo. He actually looks pretty skinny with now a fair bit of padding on him, but the huge piece of metal he's hauling around shows that he's deceptively strong. Doesn't speak except to yell about THE WALL.
Stats
Strength: +3
Intelligence: -2
Dexterity: -2
Resilience: +1
Perception: -1
Charisma: -2

Skills
Piloting: +0
Marksmanship: +0
Daemonism: +0
Doctor: +1
Beast mastery: -1
Engineering: +0
Status: flesh wound in side. Stings like hell but probably nonlethal.
Inventory:
2 GP
knife
aviators clothing not being worn.
Hugeass tower shield (-15) not on him right now.
insulation beast mod (-3)
Holding a shotgun.

[Beirus]

Damian chuckles for a moment at being mistaken for a cop. "Fuck the coppers. Always sticking their noses where they don't belong, investigating "strange persons" just because of where they hang around or how they look. He sends back.

More daemon talking. It's a statement, not persuasion.

[syvarris]

(("It's not persuasion, it's just a statement that happens to be exactly the right thing to persuade them into liking me!"))

Groo will try cutting the tree down again, this time using his full +2 to daemonism.  Unless the reduced daemonism bonus is due to being tired, in which case he'll shoot the branch off the tree with his M1911.

[MidnightJaguar]

(("It's not persuasion, it's just a statement that happens to be exactly the right thing to persuade them into liking me!"))

Groo will try cutting the tree down again, this time using his full +2 to daemonism.  Unless the reduced daemonism bonus is due to being tired, in which case he'll shoot the branch off the tree with his M1911.

Whoops,  that's more due to me being tired than Groo. Sorry about that I'll fix it.

[Beirus]

(("It's not persuasion, it's just a statement that happens to be exactly the right thing to persuade them into liking me!"))

((It's Daemian's actual belief. He isn't lying or trying to manipulate them.))

[MidnightJaguar]

(("It's not persuasion, it's just a statement that happens to be exactly the right thing to persuade them into liking me!"))

((It's Daemian's actual belief. He isn't lying or trying to manipulate them.))

Except that they have no reason to trust you.

Also daemonism fixed it. Sorry about that.

[Beirus]

(("It's not persuasion, it's just a statement that happens to be exactly the right thing to persuade them into liking me!"))

((It's Daemian's actual belief. He isn't lying or trying to manipulate them.))

Except that they have no reason to trust you.

Also daemonism fixed it. Sorry about that.

((They can be suspicious, Daemian doesn't care. It's a statement to give them information on his views. It's their call to trust it or not. Daemonism fixed what?))

[Egan_BW]

((In that case, you're free to not try to be charismatic, but that means you'll automatically fail at it~))

[Beirus]

((In that case, you're free to not try to be charismatic, but that means you'll automatically fail at it~))

((Nah, I can just try to not persuade them of anything. I've already got precedent in my interaction with the daemon in my limbs.))

[Egan_BW]

((If we're just going by precedent we should excuse you from having to roll anything other than your Daemonism.))

[Beirus]

((If we're just going by precedent we should excuse you from having to roll anything other than your Daemonism.))

((That's what I've been saying! Glad to see you agree. But anyway, I don't have a daemon tooth yet so CHA rolls are still something I need to avoid.))