Roll to Booze-Up: Lost in the Drunk Dimension
You wake up on a cold, hard and very unloving concrete floor. As you tentatively break through the sticky crust holding your eyelids together, it becomes apparent that someone is standing above you talking to you. Now if only they'd shut down the oil-drilling equipment in your head for a while, you might be able to hear them.
"You ever gotten so drunk you wake up in an unfamiliar room next to a total stranger with a murderous hangover only to find out that you're in a foreign country? Well you have now and there's no going back, fuckers. Welcome to the drunk dimension!"
The figure gives out a high-pitched giggle and runs out of the room.
Slowly, groggily, you stand up and begin to take in your surroundings and one another. The room you are in has four doors, and is entirely unremarkable except for a large metal box in the middle. It is labelled, "Instant Hangover cures and Comprehensive Guides to the Drunk Dimension: Please Take
One".
In it are a great many pink umbrellas and several hundred copies of an eighteenth century pornographic novel. Drunk dimension. Right.
Objective gained: find hangover cure.Name:
Description: (Perhaps include which world out of the infinite multiverse you came from, or how you got so legless you ended up in the drunk dimension. Pretty much anything goes, be a giant tree-frog if you like.)
Drunken element: As you grow drunker, your ability to manipulate the drunk dimension increases exponentially. Along with this, your power over your drunken element grows. It could be wolves, fire, guns, money, orchids, partying, rugs, or whatever else you feel like.
A six player RTD set in a dimension composed of an infinite series of pubs and other licensed or unlicensed establishments. Characters are replaced from the waitlist upon death. There are no real aims except the ones you choose. A little more information can be found
hereThis thread is for drunk posting right?
Name: Tony Abott
Description: Bastard love child of a clergyman and Australian aristocracy. He is a priggish punk with a mean swagger.
Drunken element: Legislation with a specialization in constitutional monarchy and liberal marriage laws.
Name: Zhao Zheng
Description: you ever wanted to rule the Empire of Qin forever so badly that you ate a shitload of questionable pills on the advice of your court physician? Zheng has, and let him tell you, the hangover is fucking awful. And now he's got to find his way back before his shitty ministers fuck everything up. And maybe get his imperial robe washed on the way.
Drunken Element: Mercury
Name:Jerry the Puuuur-fect
Description: Ever wondered if a cat could get drunk? Well here you have it, Jerry was the prince of the Cat kingdom of Puuria, in the Cat dimension. He had a brother, who didn't like him very much, so he poisoned Jerry's cat food with Booze. However, Jerry seems to of survived, and now he wants to explore his new 'kingdom'. (Basically his goal is to make this new place his kingdom, he is a cat after all). He looks like a... well he looks like a cat.
Drunken element: Boxes.
Name: Shelly Ton
Description: Shelly Ton is a skeleton with the belief that it is actually a perfectly normal human person. How it can drunk is anyone's guess.
Drunken element: Delusions.
Name: PROMOETHEUS THE DESTROYER
Description: An enraged 8 ft tall amoeba-lookin' thing with some eyeballs floating in it. Hails from the booze nebula G34.3, where everybody's plastered.
Drunken Element: Mitosis
Name: Waoao Flobibble
Backstory: Things Never To Drink If You Are Human: 1234567890 proof alcohol found by mucking about in reality's basement.
Drunken element: Spacetime. Basically, they aren't wobbling, everything else is.
Yoink(?)
Waitlist me
[spoiler=ill bash ye fookin ed in i sware on me mum]
Name: Lucky Zaford
Description: 'Es an Irishman throu an throu. 'E luvs a stout drinka wiskee in da mornin an you better bugger off if ye bother im befor 'e gits it.
Drunken element:Tavern songs
Allen Aries Amberg: Got a vampire too excited.