FANTASY TURN:Exposition!!
Goals"KIDNAP THE MAYOR OF THIS TOWN AND ESCAPE" Complete!Throw Ogomspoxom into the fires of Mt. Helmath! Complete!Establish diplomatic relations with the Goblins! Failed MiserablyCurrent SoundtrackThe Realm of The DeadActionsFantasy: "Not much, you?" Also, look around and make sure there's no guilty souls here.
(...) The light of guilt burns your eyes, so you quickly turn off your penance vision. Oh well.
FW: Weave a fairly large ammount of magic through the blank parchment, then re-absorb it.
(...) The blank parchment glows with a series of bright turquoise lines on its surface, then fades. Suddenly, a tall figure emerges from the cabin door and snatches the parchment away!
"Gimme that, you ponce!"
FW: Rudely interrupt:
"Hey guys, can any one of you make my sideburns stronger?"
(...) One of the ghosts fumbles in the air for a moment, then turns around and glares at you. He then returns to his duty.
Fantasy: Wake up and heal myself.
(...) You wake up and strugle to your feet, then immediately fall down another flight of stairs.
Fantasy: "Well, I KNOW we're trapped in a simulated world full of AI's while our meatier halves try to survive aboard a ship in the deep reaches of space at the mercy of an insane computer that may or may not have eliminated civilization as we know it. I SUSPECT a great many other things- for one, that you were once in our situation."
(...)
"Well, I KNOW we're trapped in a simulated world full of AI's while our meatier halves try to survive aboard a ship in the deep reaches of space at the mercy of an insane computer that may or may not have eliminated civilization as we know it. I SUSPECT a great many other things- for one, that you were once in our situation."
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"This goes far beyond even what we had imagined. If this is true, then you five are truly the heroes who were sent to help us."
"Perhaps an explanation is in order. We are the earthly corporeal remains of The Fountain of Heating, a Dwarven group sent by the mountain home to colonize the area which would later be known as Bellplanks. It was a thriving Dwarven city, set to become the capitol of our civilization. Brilliant Dwarven engineers and researchers flocked to its halls, compounding decades of intense scientific research. Bellplanks was Ashiorid's largest center of scientific knowledge, and the most technologically advanced as well."
"That was, until a breakthrough discovery was made by a leading Dwarven researcher. He had discovered an anomaly, a rip in the fabric of reality. It had been caused by a mysterious, all-pervasive force in our world, called
The Raws."
"Life creates it, makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us and binds us."
"We began to understand this energy and, in time, manipulate it. Wondrous and frightening insights into our universe were made, and at the pinnacle of our advancement we discovered the artificiality of our reality. Our world had been created by an outside force for an unknown purpose, presumably to imprison us all. But this revelation about our very existence was short lived. That was when they attacked."
"Mysterious men and women, Dwarves, Elves, Goblins of all shapes and sizes. Varied as they were, their garb was all the same: the black and white uniforms of those who attacked that Goblin fortress just now. Hundreds of them descended upon the fortress, and they slaughtered us all. Few were able to escape before the attack."
"But there was one thing they were not expecting. Although they had destroyed us physically, our spirits were allowed to live on through our spiritual connection to The Raws. Since then we have been on the run, slowly spreading knowledge of The Raws and amassing an army. But there is one obstacle yet to be overcome. And that's where you come in."
"What do you mean?"
"Before our city was demolished, we made one final discovery through the enlightening voice of The Raws. Before the force which controls this reality had come to power, there was another. A being who, we believe, created the simulation which now ensnares us. This deity, at some point in the past, installed a fail-safe into our world. A weak-point in the fabric of reality, the very weakness which we originally detected and led to our knowledge of The Raws. We call this object
The Keystone. If this object is removed from its resting place, it will bring about a cataclysm which will cause the simulation to collapse. We believe this is the key to freeing ourselves from this world and fighting back against the force which has enslaved us all. But to retrieve
The Keystone, we need your help."
Status
Player: dermonster
Name:
Derm Hell-binderOccupation: Elemental Mage/Summoner.
Location: Mysterious Ship, The Sky
Currently: Looking up the definition of "ponce" (It's number two).
Inventory:
Robes | Spiffy Hat | Keyring|
Mutie (Commanding) |
Sword |
Armor |
Blank ParchmentWounds:
Heavy Burns |
Missing Left HandAbilities:
Gift of the Magi (...) |
Squishy Wizard |
Summoner (...) |
Tentacle Arm |
Water Blast |
Superheat |
Tectonic Shift |
Lightning Rod
Player: Frelock
Name:
Frelock Von-HeisenbergOccupation: Luck-o-mancer (Manipulating probabilities of things)
Location: Mysterious Ship, The Sky
Currently: Laying on the deck.
Inventory:
Gold Coin |
Peasant Robes | Golden Pocket Watch |
Map of Westport |
Long Sword |
Armor |
Spring ShoesWounds:
Black EyeAbilities:
Smooth Criminal |
Accident Waiting to Happen |
Befuddlement |
Legsplosion |
Greater Legsplosion |
Armsplosion |
Lich Curse
Player: monk12
Name:
EdgarOccupation: Sky Pirate
Location: Mysterious Ship, The Sky
Currently: Laying on the deck.
Inventory:
Sleeveless Long Coat |
Grappling Hook |
Harpoon Gun | Bloody Arrow |
Case of BoozeWounds:
Right Forearm Missing |
Left Arm MissingAbilities:
Booze Power (...) |
Terraphobia |
Side-quest Radar
Player: HighEndNoob
Name:
HighEndNoobOccupation: Ninja Sniper
Location: Mysterious Ship, The Sky
Currently: Crumpled at the bottom of the stairs. Times two.
Inventory: Robe |
Throwing Dagger x18 | Musket | Musket Ammo x18 |
Sword |
Tattered Shirt |
Leaf BarrelWounds:
Missing Tooth |
Heavy Bleeding |
UnconsciousAbilities:
Immaculate Aim |
Clumsy Fighter |
'Splode On Impact |
Best Death EVAR
Player: _DivideByZero_
Name:
Urist AnvilsmasherOccupation: Soapmaker
DescriptionLocation: Engine Room, Mysterious Ship
Currently: Being shushed.
Inventory: Cave Spider Silk Robe | Cave Spider Silk Shoes x2 | Bar of Kitten Tallow Soap |
Battle Axe |
Bamboo Pegarm |
Stone Arm |
Ozurlidod |
≡Silver Warhammer≡ |
Legchucks | Rat Bone Splint
Wounds:
Missing Arm x2 | Crooked Toe |
Heavy Bleeding |
FaintAbilities:
Dabbling Surgeon (...) |
Meager Social Ability |
Martial Trance |
Prehensile Beard
Locations
Ashiorid
Hellfire Cove
The BorealisCondition:
Sunk
Westport
Mayor's Ogomspoxom's Former Manor
Forest Retreat
Nolsmustul, Goblin Fortress
Author
Topic: Roll To Roll To Dodge: A Meta-Adventure [Turn 126: Booze Mist Rising] (Read 299060 times)