Rolls later today. I'm sorta exhausted now thanks to sketching a picture on a sheet of paper, size A1.
Yanlin - I change classes into a medic with kritzkreig, blutsauger and ubersaw and start snorting that delicious healing gas to heal.
(2) Tough luck. Alas, you fail. You instead decide to wander around a bit to find that magical artifact known as "Keyboard" that could perhaps help you in your endevaors. (2) Say, is your die cursed or what? Next fail and you'll get a pity success.
Kashyyk (GM) - Animate Self.
(4) You start to hover. Now what?
Nuke - Summon a negotiating cake. Proceed to throw at badly-stocked double-crossing evil money-grubbing dwarves.
(4+1) You proceed to do so and aim carefully for the head honcho of the dwarves. The cake hits the face accurately. The head honcho looks a lot more willing to negotiate now, and even shows you his hidden stash, (3) which isn't that well stocked in terms of cake indegrients but still has a dragon egg (fertilization unknown), several stubby candles of sweetness (edible), some immaterial flour and a book of Cake Decorating for Dummies (technically the title was Frozensocks, but, well, it's a dwarven book). (5+1) You talk the head honcho into giving you these things for free. He prepares to leave with his band of dwarves. (Next turn.)
Cheetar - I order the fire imp to let itself be eaten by me. Seeing as it's tame, I request my role get a +1 or 2 bonus.
(6+2, for your daily dose of Fun) You grab the Fire Imp and prepare to swallow it. It doesn't move and stays calm. You eat it in one gulp, without chewing. Suddenly, a very, very hot sensation spreads in your stomach. You look at your hair, for whatever reason. It burns, but doesn't seem to consume. It appears you have mimicked the powers of the fire imp. A penguin appears in one of your traps. His eyes are creepy.
Boksi - I break my mind further and start channeling the raw energies of chaos with no real goal in mind.
(3-2+1=2) You channel the energies of Chaos through your very being. Nothing happens. A booming voice announces: "That, my friend, is Chaos as well."
thunderclan - Continue to search for the Crimson Gem
(4) You get somewhat less lost-ish and find a sideroad. You continue on the path... (1) and get lost again. I think this should go right to the status page, non?
weht - k so apparently dwarves are tepermental so I make some mindless,follow all my orders unthinkingly, human golems and I have my dragon make itself better in any way it can.
(6) While your dragon tries to learn kung-fu (4) with some success, you set yourself to creating human golems. You succeed, having built (3) three humanoid golems. You wipe the sweat off your brow. The golems mimick your gesture. Looks like you're in for a fun ride.
Org - Create a magma gun. .
(6) You climb the tower, construct a magma gun (the thing is, well, quite large and menaces with spikes), lay some piping to it right down to the magma lake and construct a pump back at the tower to charge the gun up. Looking back at your work, you're a) exhausted and b) you forgot to make some stairs. (1) You fall unconscious.
Gilgamesh (NPC) - Exploration
Background roll (1) Well... you don't see anything, right?
Random event roll (6) Nobody of you, really nobody, appeared to have seen the really huge airship appearing above your heads (perhaps because it blotted out the sun), however, you hear the voice shouting: "We're the Bonnes. You have two options. One, you give us all your valueables. Two, you die. Decide carefully!" The ship aims its cannons on the magma gun and releases several smaller airborne vehicles.
Caravan: The traders look in awe.
Speck's there. The Bonnes await your decision...
Small recap: You're an amnesiac madman, a hovering rock, a cake-crazy chef, a Kirby knockoff, a slightly mad wizard, a failure at fire magic and navigation, a terrifiyingly skilled golem crafter with a pet steel-plated dragon golem that knows kung-fu and a mad engineer.
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