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[Squeegy]

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Party Members (unnamed)
3 Drunks
Party Members (named)
Mulch, Cat Cuddler
Evil Bob, Walking Pincushion
Party Members (dead)
Penguino, Rocket Scientist
Peti, Update Not-doer
Party Members (retired/left behind)
Dogmeat, Meatshield

Basically, I have an elven Bowman and we go around triggering ambushes. From there it's a wholesale slaughter. We might also pick up some cave quests.

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First post when we get some people!

[ February 11, 2008: Message edited by: Squeegy ]

[ February 11, 2008: Message edited by: Squeegy ]

[ February 11, 2008: Message edited by: Squeegy ]

[ February 11, 2008: Message edited by: Squeegy ]

[penguinofhonor]

I want the rocket scientist, name him "Penguino."

[Mulch Diggums]

Mulch, cat cuddler.

[Impending Doom]

I'll take the ammo catcher. Name him Imp.

[Squeegy]

This might not happen.

...Unless someone tells me how to survive a three/four Z-level fall into a temple pool. Or how to pray. Help.

[Mulch Diggums]

ctrl + walk at the wall of the pool and you might be able to climb out

[Squeegy]

Alt+Direction, actually, but I'm drowning so it doesn't seem to work.

[Greiger]

Yea...yer dead.

[Squeegy]

Alright I'll start over.

[PTTG??]

Name: Peti
Profession: Update not-doer

[Torak]

Ill take the meatshield, name him Dogmeat.

[EvilBobtheALMIGHTY]

Might be too late but eh...

Evil Bob, Walking Pincushion

[Squeegy]

I set out from my elven forest retreat, determined to become the greatest pest exterminator in the entire world. I stopped by a town, and met a fellow who introduced himself as Penguino and shared my enthusiasm, if not my ambition. He said he was a Rocket Scientist and would gladly help me on my quest. We trudged out, stopping by another city to search for more helpers. As we left, we were ambushed by a small pack of wolves, which we quickly took care of. We then went onwards and were hit by another, much larger pack. The smaller had probably belonged to it. Penguino bravely fought to draw them off me as I fired arrows mercilessly. At last he fell, and the wolves turned their attention on me. Boldened by the loss of my comrade, I struck down every wolf as they drew close. The last one turned to fled, and I ran after it, determined not to let it get away. I loosed a final arrow, and it collapsed.

I am Adela Strengthape. No one, man or wolf, fucks with me.

[Squeegy]

I arrived, exhausted, at a human town, where I passed out for eight hours. When I awoke, I promptly recruited the nearest person. He said his name was Peti, and shared the same enthusiasm for my quest as Penguino, and I half-smiled. Then he said he was an Update Not-doer. I doubt his sanity.

Anyway, we set off for another human town. Inches away, we were set upon by... nothing. A leopard had attempted to ambush us, but then thought better of it and ran. We arrived with no further obstructions. I met a man named Dogmeat, who said he was a professional Meatshield. Whatever. They're all insane, anyway.

We set off for a city I had seen on the horizon. Halfway there, an alligator attacked us.

In the middle of the desert.

We exterminated the half-starved beast and moved on. We had gone nary two steps before we were ambushed yet again. It was another alligator, but had seen what we had done to its comrade and excused itself quickly. I do not understand the animals around here. Anyway, we arrived at the city. A priest in the tavern pointed us in the direction of the temple.

We arrived there, and I greeted a priest. He set off a string of random babble and told me to 'give myself to fish'. Apparently they all believe in prostitution to aquatic animals. Disgusting shaved apes. My two fellow exterminators milled about, disobeying my direct orders to kill everyone. Throughly disgusted, I left the temple and the city. There was no one useful there anyway.

Halfway to a hopefully better city, we were ambushed by another alligator. In the middle of an area with no water whatsoever. I'm so confused. Regardless, we beat him off. At the end of the battle, Dogmeat wasn't looking so good. The alligator had apparently ripped off his right leg, and he was unconscious. I waited there for him to awake so we could travel.