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[monk12]

Meta: Flee the building

Fantasy: Roll scrying orb down the entrance to the fort, triggering any and all traps

[Frelock]

Meta: Use uncanny prediction to find the holodeck control box/pad.

Fantasy: FINISH HIM (the rat, using my sword).

[_DivideByZero_]

RW: Find an exit door.
FW: Infiltrate fortress, find drawbridge lever, catapult rocks into fort to punch a hole in the wall.

[Gatleos]

Welp, might as well post this now. Turn comin' soon.

Spoiler: This RTD has too many tentacles in it. (click to show/hide)

That thing has more pixels than all of you combined.

[Dermonster]

WHOS MY WIDDLE ELDRITCH FLUFFY-KINS~~~

[kisame12794]

RW: Gather the collected hangover energy in the room into a ball of hangover, then hadoken it at the stagehands.

can i sig?

[Gatleos]

This is a huge turn. Perhaps bigger than you realize...

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Turn 106
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META TURN:

THIS IS THE FUTURE

Goals
Find the keycard stations.

Current Soundtrack
Potential For Anything

Actions

RW: Go outside and examine surroundings. Try to look for high tech stuff to play with.

(...) You approach an exit door at the rear of the theater. It's locked. Damn.

Meta: Seeing that Mythbusters has failed me, he my wounds, and possibly find replacement teeth.

(...) You whittle some wooden teeth out of a nearby handrail and painfully jab them into your gums. What the hell...?

Meta: Flee the building

(...) You run down the aisle between the rows of seats and barge through the door leading to the lobby. Outside, you find devastation. Not only is the rest of the building destroyed, but the town around you as well. As far as you can see, there is nothing but rubble. The only standing structure that remains is a pedestal inside the former lobby, composed of a dark metal and marked with a Roman numeral I. In fact, it looks just like the pedestal prop on the stage! The only difference is a SHINY RED BUTTON on top, just waiting to be pushed.

Meta: Use uncanny prediction to find the holodeck control box/pad.

(...) You can sense the control panel, several feet away from you. However, whenever you move toward it, it seems to move with you. You can only guess that your real body is sitting in place while you move. You're going to have to get creative to hit it from within the simulation.

RW: Find an exit door.

(...) You charge out into the ruins of the lobby and mash the button without even thinking about it.

The world goes out of focus and begins spinning wildly, changing rapidly around you! The theater dissolves, replaced with a new, unfamiliar environment. You are on what looks like an airport tarmac. Dark clouds swirl overhead, and you can hear explosions and gunfire in the distance. You are surrounded on all sides by rumbling engines belonging to monstrous spacecraft. Hundreds of people are being herded onto the spaceships by men in dark uniforms.

Frelock looks at his watch: November 12, 2049.

Status
Player: dermonster
Name: Derek L.
Occupation: Video game Developer/designer.
Location: ?, Holodeck
Currently: Looking confused.
Inventory: Underwear | Jeans | T-shirt | Watch
Wounds: Heavy Burns
Abilities: Code Expert | Neckbeard | NERD RAEG | Hangover
Player: Frelock
Name: Frederick Stephonavich
Occupation: Actuary (Knowing probabilities of things)
Location: ?, Holodeck
Currently: Staring at his watch.
Inventory: Underwear | Watch
Wounds: Missing Arm | Heavy Bleeding | Faint
Abilities: Uncanny Prediction | Actuary's Lament | Tweak the Odds (...) | Hangover
Player: monk12
Name: Monk
Occupation: Troper
Description: Characteristically wears nice hats. Top hats, pirate hats, fedoras, you name it. Hopefully still has one in his possession.
Location: ?, Holodeck
Currently: Desperately looking for more booze.
Inventory: Underwear | Balloon Animal | Watch
Wounds: None
Abilities: Applied Phlebotinum | TV Tropes Will Ruin Your Life | MacGyvering | Telekinesis | Pyrokinesis | Hangover
Player: HighEndNoob
Name: Kyle Hammers
Occupation: Janitor
Location: ?, Holodeck
Currently: Sharpening his wooden teeth.
Inventory: Underwear | Watch | Ashcraver | Gauss Rifle
Wounds: Missing Legs | Triple Head Bumps | Blind | Missing Tooth x3 | Light Bleeding
Abilities: That's The Power of Pinesol, Bitch! | Clean Freak | Custodial Might | EMT | Digitigrade Legs | Telepathy | Clairvoyance | Hangover
Player: _DivideByZero_
Name: John Freeman
Occupation: Drill Sergeant
Location: ?, Holodeck
Currently: Looking for more buttons to press.
Inventory: Underwear | Watch | Fake Sword
Wounds: None
Abilities: Major Payne | Fullmetal Jacket | Apocalypse Now | Hangover

Group Attacks
Impromptu Singalong
Spur of Conflagration to Giga Lazor

Locations
The S.S. Periclase
Main Deck
Deck 2
Maintenance Deck 3, Main Elevator
Maintenance Deck 3, Living Quarters
Maintenance Deck 3, Engineering Lab
EARTH!
Elevator Controls
Interrogation Room 7E-365 (Deck M3): You were all shackled to chairs in here when you woke up. The door has been dropkicked off its hinges. There's circuitry on the walls, a row of monitors, and a row of 5 chairs.

Spoiler: INITIATING RTD ROUTINE (click to show/hide)

FANTASY TURN:

The quest for The Keystone has begun.

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 Miserably
Brave the depths of Bistökmafol and deliver the package.

Current Soundtrack
Marsh Land

Actions

FW: Ride mutie across the bridge. Gain control of disobedient rats.

(...)

"Come on Mutie, let's go!"
"MrrrrooW̰͕̠̟̮̙̰̹̥̦̯͐̀ͪ̀ͣ̎̄̿͘͞ͅḣ̸̛̫̹̙̘͗̊̇͂̋ͣ͐̎̚ͅE̶͉̦̘̲͇̼̱͍̙̳̖̽̽̂̆ͨͣ͟n͓̜͚̫̠̗̖̳̯̆̈́͗̾́̕͟͜:̸̵͊͛͂̽̋͋ͭ͂̑̈̓́̔͆͏̷͇͖̭̥̱͚̰̮̬̪̼Ţ̸͍̟͔̮̺͕͉̗̮̖̱̒̍ͣ̊ͯͬ̾ͦ̍ͮ̎͟ḧ̸̴̶́ͨͦͮͣ̐̐ͪͥͯ̈̅̎ͦ͆ͣ̓̐̏͘͏͙̣͉͍̜̻͚̬̪̭̪̞e̗͕̙͖͍̠̬̣͚̺͖̰̞͚̘̳ͨ͊͗̊ͥͦ̅͋̽̍ͫͦ̀͟ͅ:̸̢̪͔̰̗̰̜̟͔͓͙̭̲̝̉ͮͭ̑̋͢͡U͙̺̺̬͖͙̩̼̙͚̯̘̼̮̭̩̲̘͍͑͂̑̇ͯ̀͆͂ͨ́́͘͞ň̙̫̼͇̦̪̈́̓̾ͭͪ̀ͥͯ̓͗ͫ̔̃́̚̚̕͠H̳̱̣͔̩͚̫̗̤͗͛ͨͬ͋ͫ͒̒̀͗̋̂̆̿͟͠ͅƠ̧̘͖̥͓̩̠̯̥͖͎̼̹̹͎̾͊͂͘͢͠ͅĹͨ̌̾͂̃̅̍̄̌̒̄ͦ̿̀̚҉̻̩̖̬͓̼̪y̷̧̺̣͚̦̺̍̍̈́̽̾̄̍͆̑̒̃ͪ̔͗̿̈́ͩ͗̀:̡́͛ͩͦͣ̆ͦ̌̔ͬ̓͋͒̈́͆͛́͏̣̥̗̫̫̱͉͔͖͇͉̫̭̱̰̦t̡͓̹͉̞̼̫̰̳̪͔̫͙͉̟͋̽ͪͥ̔́́R̷̰̪͖̣̻̺ͩͣ̒͂̉ͥ͐ͥ͗̓̋̒͊ͬͦİ̜̪̹̝̝̮̤͇͔̙͈̼̫̻̫͚̦͔̉͌ͥ̽ͤ͘͢͡n̸̴͇͔̯͇͓̤̊̑̅̿̎̓ͨͪȉ̸̡̛͉̺͈̳̺̠̥̜̥͖͎̩̯̯̠͆̋̓ͨ̃͑́̕T̽ͩ͋ͧ͑́ͣ͏̕҉̷̹̬̗͉̤̞̠͎͎̩̩̱͍̣͜y̶̡͈̘̺̙̱̘̥͐̅̎̒́̐͑ͤͨ̃̌ͩ̊̏:̝͉̰̯̲͇͔͕̲̟͚͚̟͈̼͋͊͂ͣͩ͒̏ͭ̋ͮͭ̾͋̔̒̒̌͟͠o̡̔̄̊̄̚͜͝҉͖̬̗͖̬͕̹̮̭͞Ḟ̡̧͈̻̳̣̻̣̄́̿̔ͭ̆̎̊͜:̨̺͉͚̘̙̗̞̲̜̟̝͇ͩ̆̑ͥ̏ͩ͗͛͛̿ͪ̌͂̊̉͒̽ͥ̌͜͝͝ͅh̶̴̢̡̗̫̱͔̥̘͇̼͍͎̫̤̝̬̘̪̤͔͛̔̇͒ͨ̏̍͟ͅĮ̓̆̎͗̔ͥͣ̀̚҉̯̞̣͕P͖̭̙̞̞̳̹͉̰̄̂͂̀̐ͭͭ͗ͮͦ̽̈́̚͠͡p̸̺͓̖̳̦͍̝͔͇͊̆̐͐̈́͒̈͗͆̈́̀̚͘ǫ̷͙̝͙̘͕̺̬̻̥͕̥̞̒ͪͪ̃̂̄ͥ̏̒ͯ͌͘͠ͅ:ͣͧ͑̆ͣ̿ͩ̾͏͠͏̨͈̬̬͍̗̣͓̥̺̥͍̗̞̮̙̻̳k̷̨͚̳̦̤͈̮͙͉ͦ͂ͥ̉͒̆̓ͮ͐̃̐̕͝͠i̧̢̳͙͎͙̼̹̗̯̝͔̘͍̦̬͓̬͊́͛͒ͧ̓ͦ͞ͅT̶̙̱͚͕̬͓̫̱̗̳̦͇̱̣͓ͫͬ͂͐ͣ̄ͭ̓ͫͧ̍͆̍̅ͮ̋ͮͫ͜͡T̹̭̞͍̙̬̙͎̝̗̥̙͎̹̦͍̯ͧ͊͛̌̃͂̀ͯ̏͛͑̌ͩ̆̽̓̐͑͟͟͟͡͞e͗̑͑̉͊ͯͪ͞͝͏̷̝͙̬͎̥̝̭̝n̝̼̺̝̦̯͓̫̱̫̬̺̱͖̟̘̓̔̍̇̚͘͞ͅ:̡̆ͯ͐̌͆̋̉̄̋ͭ͘͏̟̖̫͔̻͙͖̙̝͉̪̩̮́͘ͅͅa̛̜̝̯̳̬̪̩͙͂ͭ̓̂̊ͣͥ́͐͐͑̔̓̏͝͝͠N̶̴͖̬̩̪͉̤̟̗̥̹͓̱̳̱̯̼ͧ̍͑ͦDͮ̌ͤ͐̃̈̓ͬ̄̉̍̍͑͋̔͏̴̛͔̭̞̭͙̟͕̼͝ͅ:̴̧̗̥͕̰̦͍͈̠͙̺̘̿̄̀ͯͪͦ̉̉̈́͊͛̐ͤ͂̎́̚ͅẁ̢̭͍̼̦͒͗͐͂ͧ̄̊̒̀ͪͬ͊ͩ̉̋̈́ͭ̓͜a̧̠͙͉̮͎̜̬̗̪̣͎̓͗̏͂̒̀͢ͅͅM̸̡̦͕̯͓͈̟̩͈̆̌̓̆ͫͦ̎͒ͪ̈́̑̂̓̈̽ͯ́ḃ̞̝̻̖̺͍̣͖̜̖̯͕̻̩͖̳̽͌ͤ̈ͩ̾̐̑̾ͨ̀̕l̷͌̐̅̊͆ͨ̽͋͒̇̐̅͒̔ͭ̔̚͏̠̝͖̭̯͈̮̠E̷̼̳̫͎̹̥̺̭͔̥͖̞ͩ̇̍̾͗̓ͫ̏̚̚̕͢r̶̮̞̼͕̻͎̫̗̟͉͚͕̮̣̣̳̲̬͒ͪ̒̑̇̈́͛ͮ͗͛͢͜͝:̷̡̩͕͕̟̥̝͓̃̆͐̐̄ͦ̉ͣ͛̅ͯ̋͛ͥ͐ͥͧ̓m̧̩̜̦̲̱͓͉̺͎̉ͦ̽̇ͪ̆̐̔̍̇̓̍̔ͪ̑́͠͡Ė̞̩͎̘͈̩̥̳̳̰̠͇̺̯̂̂ͬ͛̃ͪ̔̆ͯ͐͌͢͠ͅͅe̶̶̵̐͌̉͑͛̒҉̞̜̤͈̥̘̜̠̲̺͓̻͙͠t̵̸̶̡̗̼̣̬̼̥͍̙̯̺̹̺͙̪̦̙̖͍͊̔̃̅ͪ̏̚:̛̎̒̑̋ͤ̆̇̃̆̂̍̀́҉͖̰̲̖͎tͧ͛̂̓͌̂ͫ̊ͦ͗́̎ͮ̽̇̽͂͘͜͏̱̠͇̬̬̣́H̶͍͕̰̼̪̼̪̮̦͈̠̞̣̬ͫ̂͆̾ͯ̾ͣ̓̊ͧ̈͋ͯ̀͜͜͢ę̷̘͍͇͉̖̻̬͎͉͔̓͛̀ͪ̽̃ͧ͆̚͟:ͧ͋͛ͣ͊̾ͤͯ̚͏͙̖͈͝r̋̐͒̔ͧ̎̿̐̔̌̿ͫ̔͞҉̯̣̫I̪̞̤͈̯̊̂̄ͯ̈́͟͜͟v̧̦̪̞̍̓̅͝Ȩ̬̟̤̭ͭ̍ͤ͆̆ͣͬͯ̓ͮ̇̍ͫ͋̕Ṙ̴̷̢̲̫̦̠͚̠̺̲̯̓̐͒ͮͬ͌ͩ́͝sͬͦ̍̀ͦ̈́̌ͣ̋ͩ̎͒ͬ͋ͭ͏̶̬̦̺͇͉́̕͜:̵̨̘͔̭̣̙͚̦̖̝̺̒̇͂ͩ̈́͗ͫ̿͐͂̅̒̾̇̀͘s͍͈̭͓̼͇̻̞̰͒̑̌͊ͫͣ́̽ͯ̒͒͐̒̓͂̇̚͝ͅhͭͭ̎͑̓͒̏̂̉̋̽̃̋ͨ̇̊ͩ̀̎͏͜҉̯̥̝͚͍̗̥̟̤͍̤̫͜a̴͔̯̬̐̑̓̓ͨ̽ͣ̍̀̏́͝ļ̓̏̑̃̈́̔̾͏̦͖͓͈͖̤͓͚̩̰̹̱͝͡ͅḽ̥̭̻̻͕̻̥̯̤̺̙͌̓̇̎̅̓͗̒̔̽̍̐͒̅̋̀͡ ̶̷̺̲͉̙͕̺͉̭̣̣͎͔̹̩̻̠̩͔̭̄̔̒̆̐͂͛̀̚̚f̨͔̺͖͙͚̫̩̹̹͖̥̼̼̗͉̜̰͍̼ͣ̓ͧ̓͂ͭͪ̍ͫͨ̄͒̽͆̓ͤͣͧ̚͜l̴̢̰̠̮̤̟̙̑̈̈̉́ǫ̪̳̤͎̩̳̦̯̥̟̮̣̬͚͇̹̞ͦ̐̈́͆͆ͣ̈́̃̽̿́̅ͩ͗̆ͥ̕͢͡͞ͅw̢̮͙̘̘̗̰̻̬̮̖̬̙͔̮͇̰̖̫̲͋̃ͫ͋͌͐̿̈ͮ̔̎̑̓̂͊̓͠:̧̹̥̙̍̍͑͑̄͛͛͆͝w̸̧̜̭̠͓͙͔͔̱̦̻̿ͪ̐̈́ͫ̍͊̈́̄ͣ͟ͅI̡̐ͯͫ̏̄̀̕͟͞҉̰͕͔͕T̷̶̎ͯ̓̋ͬ͂ͮ̇͋̈̒̈́͌͜͢͏̹̦͚͓̫̣h̢̢̜͉̥̥͈̺̲͇͍̯͎̠͓̽ͨ̑͒ͦ̆͊̅̑́ͯ̇̀͠:͓̪͎̗͎̝̯̺̤̰͕̀̑̔͐̾̇̏̊ͭ̊͂̚̚̕͢T̸̰͉̣͙́̄͛ͩ̌̈́ͪ̇͆̿̄̄̿̀͡hͨ̃̊̆ͪͬ͘҉̰͓̥̥̟̙̦͍̭̲͈̤̮Ẽ̸͖̻̣̺͉͖̓̎ͦ̋́:̵̷͓̣̜͙̲͂ͣͤ͛ͦ̆̋B̶̢͚͎͔̘̯̠͇͙̯̣͔̱̞̟̍͆ͭ͂͆̌̏̍ͫl̗̪̼̠̪̯̖͔̰̖̫̜̠̖̗̞̥̳̆͌̑̉̐̑ͬ́̚̚Ȏ͓̞͕̳̟͚͖͌̐̐͗̊̆͒̂̈́̊̈́̐̌̀͡o̷̧̢̻̩͍̣̻̲̼̩͖̞̽̅̎ͨ̂̇̌͒ͦ̾͑ͧ̚͟ḑ̋̂̅͋̑́́̓͒͆͊̉ͤ͗̃́́̚͏̲͉̟̣͈͉̮͈̩̪̭͚̺̺̥̻̫̘ͅ:̵̬̝͇͖̭̙̤̻̰̯ͯͤͩ͛͆ͭ̃̎ơ͖̱̺̭͍̠͚͚̣̜͕̣̲̳̥͕͊ͥͤ̽̏͋͠ͅF̴̢̢̞̱̲̞͙͔̗̼̥ͭ̀̄̑̿̂͒ͬ̓̽ͭͫ̀͛͘͘:̡̡̛̫̯̹͈̱̝͕̹̭̜ͪ̆ͬ͒̒ͥ̽ͤ͗ͪ͞m̵̏̿ͮ̂̎̊ͫ͆ͮͬ̂ͥ̀͐͐ͤ͢͡͏̶͈̳̭͙̘̗͔̫̭̣͍̞̤̙͉Ỡ̗͈̪̟̘̖̫̻͖̳̙̺̣̖̞̗̣̬̞ͬ͂ͪ̈́͗͗ͣ̀͘͜R̪̝͚̹̰ͥͨ̊̍̔͂ͭ̀́͘͜͝͡ẗ̶̡̧̢̗̹̤͓͉̯͓́ͭ̀ͭ̂͒̽̆͊̽ͪ̽̈͋ͤ̌̚Ä͌̑͐̎͆͐̉͏͟͏̵̫̟͓̟̤̹̬̦̯̤̠ͅͅļ̸̛̳̳̺̯̦̙̹̠̣̜̭̞̄̽̄ͣ̒̋͒ͮ̽ͮͪͥ̿̊̋͗ͣ̀s̼̲̗ͥͯ͒̆̾͒̒ͦ̌͑̆ͣͬ̎̈́̐̚͝͝͝oowwwr!~"
"You're so silly, Mutie! Come on!"

You ride Mutie over to the drawbridge and approach the cages with rats in them, then convince one of them to come with you! You release it from the cage, and it scampers to Edgar's side. Apparently it prefers him.

Fantasy: Wake up. This is no time for sleeping!

(...) You continue to sink into a deep sleep... around you, you can see a vast wasteland. Through the thick sheet of stinging sand blowing past you, you see a towering monolith of rock. Twisting needles of stone extend from its sheer surface, winding ever-higher into the sky. Dug into the side of the cliff is an enormous complex of rooms, extending vertically and overlooking the barren plains of sandstone below. Light shines from the grid of narrow windows lining the complex's surface, doing little to illuminate the encroaching darkness of twilight. Night approaches in the badlands, home of the Mirrorshelter clan. Home of your enemies.

Fantasy: Roll scrying orb down the entrance to the fort, triggering any and all traps

(...) You toss the orb like a bowling ball, watching it roll toward the other end of the drawbridge. As it goes, it triggers several dozen cage traps and a few weapon traps before disappearing into the fortress.

Fantasy: FINISH HIM (the rat, using my sword).

(...) You slice open the rat and sacrifice its blood to your god! The blood begins to shimmer and swirl around you, materializing into a brand new arm! You feel a bit better now as well.

FW: Infiltrate fortress, find drawbridge lever, catapult rocks into fort to punch a hole in the wall.

(...) You immediately slip off the drawbridge into the courtyard below! As you stand up and brush yourself off, you look around the open grassy area. A set off pipes runs across the courtyard, one made of microcline and the other of bauxite. You can feel intense heat radiating from the bauxite pipe. Both pipes run up the side of the fortress, twisting out of sight. Suddenly, a pack of ravenous Rhesus Macaques leaps out from behind some bushes and charges at you!

Status
Player: dermonster
Name: Derm Hell-binder
Occupation: Elemental Mage/Summoner.
Location: Courtyard, Bistökmafol
Currently: Petting Mutie's cancerous mass.
Inventory: Robes | Spiffy Hat | Keyring| Mutie (Commanding) | Sword | Armor
Wounds: Heavy Burns | Missing Left Hand
Abilities: Gift of the Magi (...) | Squishy Wizard | Summoner (...) | Tentacle Arm | Water Blast | Superheat | Tectonic Shift | Lightning Rod | Bonesalve The Savior of Mending
Player: Frelock
Name: Frelock Von-Heisenberg
Occupation: Luck-o-mancer (Manipulating probabilities of things)
Location: Moat, Bistökmafol
Currently: Absorbing blood.
Inventory: Gold Coin | Peasant Robes | Golden Pocket Watch | Map of Westport | Long Sword | Armor | Spring Shoes
Wounds: Asthma
Abilities: Smooth Criminal | Accident Waiting to Happen | Befuddlement | Legsplosion | Greater Legsplosion | Armsplosion | Lich Curse
Player: monk12
Name: Edgar
Occupation: Sky Pirate
Location: Courtyard, Bistökmafol
Currently: Bowling for traps.
Inventory: Sleeveless Long Coat | Grappling Hook | Harpoon Gun | Bloody Arrow | Case of Booze | Mysteeeeeeerious Package | Giant Rat (commanding)
Wounds: Right Forearm Missing | Left Arm Missing
Abilities: Booze Power (...) | Terraphobia | Side-quest Radar
Player: HighEndNoob
Name: HighEndNoob
Occupation: Ninja Sniper
Location: Moat, Bistökmafol
Currently: Experiencing character development.
Inventory: Robe | Throwing Dagger x18 | Musket | Musket Ammo x18 | Sword | Tattered Shirt | Leaf Barrel
Wounds: Missing Tooth | Heavy Bleeding x2 | Unconscious
Abilities: Immaculate Aim | Clumsy Fighter | 'Splode On Impact | Best Death EVAR
Player: _DivideByZero_
Name: Urist Anvilsmasher
Occupation: Soapmaker
Description
Location: Courtyard, Bistökmafol
Currently: Facing his 5th worst enemy.
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 | Chunk of Steel
Wounds: Missing Arm x2 | Crooked Toe
Abilities: Dabbling Surgeon (...) | Meager Social Ability | Martial Trance | Prehensile Beard

Locations
Ashiorid
Hellfire Cove
The Borealis
Condition:
Sunk
Westport
Mayor's Ogomspoxom's Former Manor
Forest Retreat
Nolsmustul, Goblin Fortress

[Dermonster]

RW: Attempt to contact MC with the helmet I still have in RL.
FW: Summon a horde of small rats. Go into the fortress with them in the lead.

[_DivideByZero_]

RW: Throw something at the men in dark uniforms to distract them, allowing the civilians to strangle them from behind!
FW: Shout loudly while wildly swinging war hammer, axe, and leg-chucks with my three beard-appendages. Then make Rhesus Pieces.

[HighEndNoob]

Meta: Heal myself
Fantasy: Find a Mirrorclan person to fight.

[Frelock]

Meta: Get that thermometer out and heal myself.

Fantasy: Advance into the fortress continuing to sacrifice the (non-allied) guilty ones.

[Zako]

I like how only now you take out the thing in your eye that has been causing you incredible pain.

"Oh i- OH IT HURTS!! - it's nothing rea- AARRRRGGGHHH - really. I'm fi- OH GOD WHYYYYYY- I'm fine!"

[Frelock]

Actually, it's because only now have I started to feel faint, which is a bad sign.  And I have a cunning plan that involves it next turn...

[Gatleos]

Actually, it's because only now have I started to feel faint, which is a bad sign.  And I have a cunning plan that involves it next turn...

The fact that you're feeling faint from light blood loss might not be a good sign for the health of your eye. And the fact that you haven't been able to do with that laser dagger what you're planning on doing with that thermometer might not be a good sign for the effectiveness of your plan.

But consider this: HEN punched out his real teeth several turns ago.

[RedWarrior0]

RW: Gather the collected hangover energy in the room into a ball of hangover, then hadoken it at the stagehands.

can i sig?

Feel free. It wasn't used as the action, unfortunately.

And DbZ: Make Rhesus Pieces.