Looks like B12 is less slow today. time for updates!
Lenora drops the knife and flies outside in search of animals with red scarves.
(4) okay, you find the route to the neighborhood you are supposed to go to and start flying that way.
Name: Mr. Itch
Animal Species: Roach
Size: Intimidating, borderline distressing Girth. (8ft)
Job / Class: Smash.
Special Trait: Extremely Robust: Immune to petty things like pain, illness, blood loss, decapitation, radiation, fear, doubt, mercy, etc.
Stats
Mind:0
Strength: 4
Dexterity:0
Equipment (start with 100 monies)
Standard Armor (-40)
Big Ass Metal Club (-10)
Fancy Fitted suit and fashionable hat (-5?)
45 remaining.
Things Mr. Itch is
Mute, Polite, Practical, Questionably Amoral
Things Mr. Itch is not
Hesitant, Fearful, Respectful of personal space, Easily Comprehensible
Annoying.
Continue breaking until threat is neutralized. Mr. Itch Prioritizes getting his club back. He likes that club, but not when its used against him.
Mr. Itch ponders how exactly this has all gone so wrong so quickly. It seems unreasonable that the instant he should step into a neighborhood he should immediately be attacked with intent to murder. Unless it was an ambush?
Uncivilized.
(4 v 6) you get up and rush the guy, who swings the club. You catch his hand/paw thingum and lock shoulders, drivng him back. Somehow he manages to stay on his feet and maintain his grip on the bat against your noticeable strength advantage.
(Does this guy have a red scarf by chance?) Kukri out. If he’s a crab, get to chopping. If he’s not, try to get him to back down, but if he decides to fight, end him quickly.
If I have enough time after whatever happens with the big guy, take a position with the assault rifle, (Silencer equipped) and try to drop any crab with a gun out.
Name: Rosaline “Rosy” Cobb
Animal Species: Honey Badger (anthro)
size: As tall as a short human, but stocky.
Job / Class: Commando
Background: Following a short, but violent military career, Rosy found good money working as an enforcer for a third world warlord (the kind backed by a first world intelligence agency). However, even Rosy has standards, so when when she realized she didn’t have the stomach for that kind of work, she decided to head homeward and see if she could use her skills in a more honest profession. For better or worse, she ended up here.
Stats
Mind:0
Strength:2
Dexterity:2
Equipment
Duffel Bag
Worn yet reliable Assualt Rifle
- Silencer
Hand forged Kukri
Surplus Kevlar Body armor
- Hobo Disguise
5 Monie
(6) yep, he has a scarf. He sees your eyes track to the scarf and goes into attack mode, getting an advantage. (6 v 6) He punches you hard across the jaw, but you spin away, whipping out your kukri as you go, getting it between you and him. He draws an Irwin Knife. Let's roll another round of combat (4 v 2) You lunge together, teeth and knives flashing. When you step apart again, he has a long, bloody gash on his knife arm. He switches his knife to his off paw and looks much more wary.
Name: Kongor X (Couldn't think of a better name, mostly)
Species: Intelligent Gorilla
Job: Trained warrior
Trait: Very LIMITED magic ability (When in a fight, he can turn his anger into a blast of fire, ice, or electricity that generates from his fists or whatever weapon he's using to use on his foes. The effects happen randomly i.e. he might want to freeze something but instead it might explode)
Stats
Mind: 1
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 1
Equipment:
Standard melee weapon: a dual ended mace
Standard armor set: The kind of metal plating that would fit a gorilla
50 leftover monies
Attempt communication with the crabs
"Do you guys know where I can find a bathroom?"
This is an absolutely terrible idea at this point in the battle. I'm rolling at disadvantage here for you. That means I'll roll the enemy's reaction twice and take the better roll. (4 v 2,2) Somehow, you are not instantly gunned down. I guess they have a bigger squid to fry.
@Ozarck: I can't see my action anywhere. Is that intentional?
UPD: Made this more noticeable.
It was unintentional. sometimes we GMs mis a post as we go. Sorry about that. Usually if you post a "missed me" action, we'll include your previous action the following turn. in some cases, a second action can be done as well, but that's pretty conditional.
lessee: "If I know any spells." Well to answer this, your character sheet says you use hypnosis by choosing your words carefully and controlling your tone. so each situation is going to be different. best way to do this is to actually post what you would be saying to the character(s) you are trying to hypnotize. the better your speech, the better the effect. in this case, let's just go with 'generic hypnotic suggestion.' No advantage or disadvantage. (6 v 4) the slug kinda quakes, a strange shiver runningdown his sides from nose to tail.
"Can getchu som guud stuff, yo. Gun cost, doe." The slug swivels an antenna, pointing it away from the sounds of fighting. "Ober on tird street, tree houses down frem the gas place. Ask fo Benny."
”Fair enough miss, thank you for your hospitality. I won’t forget it.”
Make a mental note of her physical features such as her fur pattern and eye color before i leave. want to make sure someone so nice doesn’t get hurt. Oh, and go looking for more Crabs using my extrasensory to make sure I dont get ambushed..
Name: Oscar (O.S.S.N.R supersoldier, developed in a alternate dimension in 2016)
Animal Species: Intelligent Field Mouse (Apodemus sylvaticus)
size: ~2 inches
Job / Class: Infiltration Specialist
Special Trait:Psionic - Oscar has a handful of psychic powers to make up for his physical weaknesses including: Telepathy, telekinesis (on inanimate objects up to twice his weight), Extrasensory (up to 20 yards) and projected apathy (helps with stealth by making others “ignore” him unless they are actively searching for intruders.)
Stats
Mind: 3 (psionic powers require a great deal of understanding and mental willpower to use.)
Strength:-1 (his size does not allow great feats of strength)
Dexterity:2 (small size makes him fairly nimble and quick)
(5) you note her appearance and leave. Your esp lets you know there are several beings in the buildings nearby, but none of them seem to be minding you at all. You hear the battle before you see it. Then you see the carnage: toughs, mercs, and some random citizens scattered about. looks like that robot truck thing stepped on a few people. some of htem are rather small for their species.
"There's still time to run, you know. Drop your weapons and I'll let you keep all your limbs!"
Turn the machine to face the crabs and deal them an ultimatum. Rev the throttle a little to emphasize.
If they try to spread out, back up so that they can't surround me.
Name: June
Animal Species: Intelligent Octopus
Size: Large dog
Job / Class: Wannabe mech pilot
Special Trait: Tech Wiz (June is naturally proficient with technology and can almost always use even tech she's never encountered before.)
Stats
Mind: 3
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 1
Equipment
Armored Quadrupedal Lifter (A heavy lifter the size of a forklift with four mechanical legs and arms for lifting cargo. Modified with forwards-facing steel plates to protect the driver. June nicked it from her old job as a Warehouse worker.)
Toolkit (A box containing several useful things, both for regular maintenance and assorted mischief.)
Breathing Mask (A rubber and plastic "mask" encompassing the funnel and breathing aperture, linked by a pair of tubes to a water tank strapped under the mantle. The water tank also includes a small machine that aerates the water and a removable filter for waste.)
Let's roll some gunfire shall we? (2 v 5) you get around and point your armor at the crowd keeping fairly back from them. They spread out so as not to be mowed down en masse, and utterly ignore your ultimatuum. Surprise attack! (5 v. 4) A large, taloned bird swoops into your cockpit and gets it's claws into your head. Two of your arms immediately entwine with the bird's legs while the rest are intent on holding you to the robot.
"Thank you for the pants, at least someone here isn't trying to harm others."
Ask the people that helped me how they feel about all the violence that's going on, if they don't want to talk go and see what kind of useful items I can find sitting around.
Name: Blarg
Animal Species: Anthropomorphic Zebra
size: Slightly taller than the average human.
Job / Class: Pistolero
Stats
Mind: 1
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 1
Equipment:
Standard firearm: A Mauser C96, an old as dirt ten round semi-auto handgun, it appears to have been gold plated.
Standard melee weapon: An old dingy golf club with a reinforced handle, from the looks of it its a nine iron.
standard armor set: A black business suit with torn up jeans that don't fit right, a Kevlar vest underneath, and a M1 Helmet.
Lighter
Bottle of rubbing alcohol
Some rags
19 monies
"The Man's always tryin ta keep us down, mate! It's an injustice, it is! Lookit what they've done to us! Tryin ta take what little we still have, like we owe them for being alive! Oh y god, lookit them! They dead, Zee, they dead! They killed us, they done gone and killed us!"
Name: Kitsugare "Kit""
Animal Species: Snow Fox
Size: A bit small.
Job/Class: Spellcaster
Trait: Natural Spellcasting (Kit already has the basics of spellcasting down, and knows Mage Hand as a cantrip. This cantrip summons an ghostly hand that can interact with the world on behalf of its summoner. Who knows what else Kitsugare'll learn...)
Stats:
Mind: 3
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 1
Equipment:
Spell Book - A faded, pastel pink book, with a broken clasp where a lock would go. Normally tied shut with a long blue ribbon. Has straps so he can Mage Hand it to be carried on his back. Written in a code only he knows, or so he claims. (Contents: Magic Missile, Minor Illusion) "I can't tell you how aggravating it is to rely on paper to remember my spells. But at least I crammed Mage Hand into my skull..."
Focus - A really nice vape pen, long emptied of juice. "If you hold it in your mouth long enough, you can start to taste the knowledge of the old days... It's kinda fruity and sweet."
Melee Weapon - Mildly enchanted Bowie Knife with a faintly glowing 7 on the handle. "That's the number of people who've tried to touch my book... and failed. Care to make it 8?"
30 Monies
"Already dead? Anubis, I forgot how much of a punch a Magic Missile has."
Take my knife out of the dead bird, then... hm. Haven't really drawn much attention to myself. Still, dip into an unseen alleyway and cast Minor Illusion to make my fur orange. Bloody Concentration on it means I can't cast other spells, but hey! Disguises!
Oh, right, spell quote.
"Dear Diary... I tell a little white lie from time to time... 'Your hair's nice!' 'LOVE that necklace!' 'Oh, that makeup!' ...Anything to keep them from figuring out how I'm pulling the wool over their eyes."
(4) you slip off into a dank, fowl smelling alley and change your fur to a dingy sort of brownish orange.
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