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[HighEndNoob]

Meta: Find a janitors closet
Cleanzor: Follow me.

Fantasy: Shoot the Crundles in a collateral, then dodge to the right.

[namad]

I know this comment is 115turns too late to matter... but... when I read the title roll to roll to dodge that does imply if your meta character rolls poorly enough you won't be able to have a chance to roll to dodge with your fantasy character... so... the ability to just control both characters everyturn regardless of the status of the meta character seems... a bit... awful... seems like things go from roll to roll to dodge  (catchy) to... play two roll to dodges at once

[Powder Miner]

It doesn't really matter.

[Frelock]

Yea, that came up as soon as we left the first room as to "how are we controlling our fantasy characters?"  We just sorta abstracted it away with copious amounts of waving hands.  However, if the fantasy character dies, the real one dies too.  Though apparently if the real one dies, the fantasy one goes to the strange island...

[Dermonster]

A while back, Gatleos said if a meta char dies the fantasy char is held in stasis until another meta char from the wait list claims it.

So if Derek dies, someone else can get Derm. *Dun dun duuuun*

[EmeraldWind]

Yea, that came up as soon as we left the first room as to "how are we controlling our fantasy characters?"  We just sorta abstracted it away with copious amounts of waving hands.  However, if the fantasy character dies, the real one dies too.  Though apparently if the real one dies, the fantasy one goes to the strange island...

The Fantasy character didn't GO to a strange island. The Meta Character went to the future while his Future Self was in the past. Your Meta Character while in the future was controlling Your Future Fantasy Character.  Thus the island is a place that your Fantasy Character will be at that point in time.

IE: Imagine you are playing an RPG. At 10 hours into game you travel a 3 days into the future and start up the game and the game has been progressed up to 50 hours. Then you go back in time only to ponder what you saw when you looked at the save file.

This is basically what your characters did, they went to the future and their neural implants picked up their character however many hours down the line. Meanwhile the past Fantasy character drops to the floor because your future selves were considerate enough to somehow block their commands to your characters while still receiving the signal telling their collars not to explode. Why did they do this? You ever take two Gamecube Wavebirds and set them to one receiver, it gets weird. It is almost schizophrenic. 

PS: Now here's a thought, the above bit kind of deals with the whole "Don't cross the streams" bit. So what if, one of the Future Metas had given a command to the Fantasy Character while the Present Meta gave a command and they both succeeded in their rolls. I imagine the results are best described by this phrase that popped in my head: DOUBLE DERM TRAVESTY TANTRUM!

Luckily, we don't need to worry about this kind of over-the-top craziness anymore as the time portals have close for the time-being.

[Dermonster]

This is the second time I've been used as a unit of measurement.

Still awesome.

[Gatleos]

Not sure why I didn't show off this before, but there it is. As you can see, it's slightly outdated.

I know this comment is 115turns too late to matter... but... when I read the title roll to roll to dodge that does imply if your meta character rolls poorly enough you won't be able to have a chance to roll to dodge with your fantasy character... so... the ability to just control both characters everyturn regardless of the status of the meta character seems... a bit... awful... seems like things go from roll to roll to dodge  (catchy) to... play two roll to dodges at once

The original concept for this RTD was something along the lines of this: you're a group of nerds in a basement somewhere, playing some sort of tabletop version of RTD. But instead of playing the characters in the game, you play the players themselves. The characters would be affected by the condition of their real-life counterparts (like mental penalties in the real world causing the fictional character to do stupid things), and the players would be encouraged to try and screw each other over in the real world to help their own fantasy characters. But the setting seemed too mundane, so I decided on a kidnapping scenario. And it kind of escalated from there...

PS: Now here's a thought, the above bit kind of deals with the whole "Don't cross the streams" bit. So what if, one of the Future Metas had given a command to the Fantasy Character while the Present Meta gave a command and they both succeeded in their rolls. I imagine the results are best described by this phrase that popped in my head: DOUBLE DERM TRAVESTY TANTRUM!

You know, I'm actually getting to the point where I'm going to need to make a flowchart or something to keep track of all the layers of narrative going on. Not to mention the time shenanigans.

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Turn 122
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META TURN:

Well... uh... okay then.

Goals
Find the keycard stations.

Current Soundtrack
Elevator Room

Actions

RW: Gain new ability.
MC (+MMC): plz come back ;.;

(...) You think with all your might, concentrating all your mental energy in an attempt to spontaneously gain a new ability! Suddenly, you feel an intense pounding in your skull and your helmet begins sparking uncontrollably! You feel like you could contact anything with your helmet right now!
(...) Using your temporary store of mental energy, you project an extremely strong signal through the time portal! The signal continues straight past MC, heading further and further into the future!
"Come back EM-CEEEEEEEEE"
"AAAGGGGHHHH, temporal feedback! Who is this?!"
"Wait, what? Future me?! Where's MC?"
"I was wondering when I was going to get this call. Hold onto your ass, me, things are about to get crazy."
"What are you talking about? What's happening?"
"Transmitting radio signals through time loops, that's what! Here comes the boom!"
*Line Cut*
"Hello?! Me?! STOP BEING SO VAGUE"

Just then, a deafening siren fills your ears! The radio signal sent from your helmet into the future begins cycling through the time loop, producing deafening temporal feedback and coalescing into a sonic resonance cascade! Several tachyon streams intersect your brain at once, disabling something deep within your subconscious!

"Ugh... hello? Are you still there, future me?"
"Huh? Who's talking?"
"Uh oh."

Meta: Investigate beeping

(...) You head down the hall and approach the lobby pedestal. Looking to your left, you see one of the teleportation pads light up.

Access level green granted. You have downloaded additional pedestal locations.

RW: Stand around, testing my x-ray vision.

(...) You project X-rays backward, through your eyes and into your brain! You receive irreversible brain damage and fall unconscious.

Meta: Beeping ahoy!

(...) You are confused and saddened by the beeping noise that you can somehow hear from several floors above. You stand awkwardly and ponder your inadequacy, then decide not to take the keycard because you're feeling contrary.

Meta: Find a janitors closet
Cleanzor: Follow me.

(...) You begin to search for a janitors closet, but immediately trip and fall on your face. Cleanz0r looms over you, his blocky shadow silently mocking you.

The future portal begins to close!

Status
Player: dermonster
Name: Derek L.
Occupation: Video game Developer/designer.
Location: Secondary Storage
Currently: x2 reference combo.
Inventory: Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Splint | Bottle of Painkillers | Keen Helmet | Pencil x4 | Coffee Mug | Sonic Cannon
Wounds: Heavy Burns
Abilities: Code Expert | Neckbeard | NERD RAEG | No Delta Brain Wave | Split Personality
Player: Frelock
Name: Frederick Stephonavich
Occupation: Actuary (Knowing probabilities of things)
Location: Telehub, Main Deck
Currently: Checking the map.
Inventory: Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Laser Dagger | Cheetah Arm | Thermometer
Wounds: Missing Arm | Heavy Bleeding
Abilities: Uncanny Prediction | Actuary's Lament | Tweak the Odds
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: Secondary Storage
Currently: Wallowing.
Inventory: Moist Top Hat | Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Plasma Rifle | Balloon Animal | Mirror Suit
Wounds: None
Abilities: Applied Phlebotinum | TV Tropes Will Ruin Your Life | MacGyvering | Telekinesis | Pyrokinesis | Legendary Record Keeper
Player: HighEndNoob
Name: Kyle Hammers
Occupation: Janitor
Location: Secondary Storage
Currently: Laying on the floor.
Inventory: Explosive Collar | Jumpsuit | Mop | Rubber Gloves | Medkit | Power Cleaner | Wheelchair | Burlap Sack | Spray Can | Gas Mask | Bucket | Cleanz0r (commanding)
Wounds: Missing Legs | Triple Head Bumps | Blind
Abilities: That's The Power of Pinesol, Bitch! | Clean Freak | Custodial Might | EMT | Digitigrade Legs | Telepathy | Clairvoyance
Player: _DivideByZero_
Name: John Freeman
Occupation: Drill Sergeant
Location: Secondary Storage
Currently: Sigh...
Inventory: Explosive Collar | 1/2 Jumpsuit | Turban | Unicorn Band-aids | Glass Shard | Fake Ammo Belts | Caruso Shades | Cheetah Arm | Spacesuit | Arm Cannon | Paperweight x3
Wounds: Brain Damage | Unconscious
Abilities: Major Payne | Fullmetal Jacket | Apocalypse Now | X-Ray Vision
Name: Cleanz0r
Description: A bulky cleaning robot who takes orders from Kyle.
Inventory: Disinfectant | Cleaning Brush x3
Wounds: None
Abilities: None

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
Battle

Actions

FW: Tame snakes.
Mutie: Grab snakes off me.
Rats: Attack snakes if still hostile. Otherwise bring me my leg.

(...)

"Obey me- OH GOD GET IT OFF"
"What's happening in there?! Are you okay?!"

The snakes continue to wrap tightly around you, and two of them slither onto your chest! One lunges at your neck! (...) Craning your neck forward, you headbutt the snake and send it flying!
(...) Mutie rolls over to you and wraps his foretentacle around the large constrictor snake on your chest! He wrenches it from your body, but it manages to wrap around and incapacitate her! Oh, and you can move your arms again.
(...) The rats crawl out from under Mutie and swarm the two closest snakes, tearing them apart!

Fantasy: Check: are snakes guilty?  If so, prepare them for the grill (fillets).  If not, then go on to the lizardmen and crundles and prepare them for HELL!

(...) Eh, you sense minimal guilt from those snakes. Those Crundles and Lizard Men, on the other hand, are a gold mine! You enter the dining room, then make sure to carefully descend the obviously-placed staircase in the center of the room instead of leaping wildly over the side of the walkway. You sneak up on the remaining Lizard Man and deliver a surprise attack with your claymore! (...) The Lizard Man sees you coming and rolls out of the way, following up with a stab at your chest with his spear! (...) Your armor deflects the blow, but you're staggered by the attack! The Lizard Man starts advancing on you!

FW: Crundle... will it blend?

(...) You can't quite reach your battleaxe! The Crundle leans back, then thrusts forward with its large horns! (...) The horn impales your eye and you scream in pain as the rest of the Crundles swarm around you!

Fantasy: Enter dining room

(...) You stand up, dust yourself off, and shamble awkwardly into the dining room. There seems to be a big battle going on below. Suddenly, you hear a sound to your right!

"EEE HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE"

The Bat Man hovers toward you, cackling and baring his claws!

Fantasy: Shoot the Crundles in a collateral, then dodge to the right.

(...) You fire a barrage of bulllets at the Crundles, catching two of them off guard and disabling them with leg shots! You then attempt to dodge, but your twisted ankle has other ideas. You fall to the ground, your foot throbbing with pain.

Status
Player: dermonster
Name: Derm Hell-binder
Occupation: Elemental Mage/Summoner.
Location: Entrance Hall, Bistökmafol
Currently: Headbutting goddamned snakes.
Inventory: Robes | Spiffy Hat | Keyring| Mutie (Commanding) | Sword | Armor | Rat x2 (Commanding) | ≡Plump Helmet Roast≡
Wounds: Heavy Burns | Brittle Skull | Missing Right Arm | Missing Leg x2 | Very Heavy Bleeding | Light Bleeding | Faint
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: Dining Room, Bistökmafol
Currently: Raising his blade.
Inventory: Gold Coin | Peasant Robes | Golden Pocket Watch | Map of Westport | Long Sword | Armor | Spring Shoes | Derm's Leg
Wounds: No Liver | Missing Arm
Abilities: Smooth Criminal | Accident Waiting to Happen | Befuddlement | Legsplosion | Greater Legsplosion | Armsplosion | Lich Curse
Player: monk12
Name: Edgar
Occupation: Sky Pirate
Location: Dining Room, Bistökmafol
Currently: Overlooking the battle.
Inventory: Sleeveless Long Coat | Grappling Hook | Harpoon Gun | Bloody Arrow | Case of Booze | Mysteeeeeeerious Package | Scrying Orb | Ghost of Bloodbeard (Commanding) | Living Peg-Leg (Parasitically Leeching Life Force From)
Wounds: Right Forearm Missing | Left Arm Missing | Missing Leg x2
Abilities: Booze Power (...) | Terraphobia | Side-quest Radar | Possessed | Faint
Player: HighEndNoob
Name: HighEndNoob
Occupation: Ninja Sniper
Location: Dining Room, Bistökmafol
Currently: Taking potshots.
Inventory: Robe | Throwing Dagger x18 | Musket | Musket Ammo x9 | Sword | Tattered Shirt | Leaf Barrel | Map of Bistökmafol
Wounds: Missing Tooth | Twisted Ankle
Abilities: Immaculate Aim | Clumsy Fighter | 'Splode On Impact | Best Death EVAR | Legendary Swimmer
Player: _DivideByZero_
Name: Urist Anvilsmasher
Occupation: Soapmaker
Description
Location: Dining Room, Bistökmafol
Currently: Considering a Crundle leather eye patch.
Inventory: Cave Spider Silk Shoes x2 | Monkeytear the Fanciness of Wearing | Bar of Kitten Tallow Soap | Battle Axe | Bamboo Pegarm | Stone Arm | Ozurlidod
Wounds: Missing Arm x2 | Crooked Toe | Heavy Bruising | Missing Tooth x2 | Black Eye | Heavy Bleeding
Abilities: Dabbling Surgeon (...) | Meager Social Ability | Martial Trance | Prehensile Beard | Legendary Leatherworker
Name: Mutie
Description: A giant mass of biological matter with a cat head sticking out of it. It takes orders from Derm.
Inventory: None
Wounds: None
Abilities: None

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

[Frelock]

Meta: Let's head to deck M1

Fantasy: BLOOD FOR THE DEATH GOD!!!

[Shiney]

Ever read two (IN ONE!) extremely well written 121 turn RTD's from the begging?
Its taken like a week, I feel as though I just read through the better part of a novel. XD

[Dermonster]

Trope page edited! We have our image!

Also holy fuck yes.

RW: Examine this link in closer detail.
MC: Attempt to come back of your own violation.

FW: Heal legs!
Mutie: Assimilate the constrictor!
Rats: Mess up some damned snakes!

[_DivideByZero_]

RW: Be unconscious.
FW: Spin around in rage slicing anything around me in half after fatally bludgeoning it.

[HighEndNoob]

Meta: Slap John to fix his brain, or at least wake him up.
Fantasy:Get-up, and take shots at the crundles around Urist to distract them until the rest of the team arrives.

[Dermonster]

The rest of the team being me who's bleeding to death while being attacked by snakes.

I might remind you that if Derm dies the resulting Magical nuclear fireball would turn a small moon to molten slag Derek will take all of you in second storage with him.

You know, the guy who's good with computers aboard a ship with deadly AI's?

[monk12]

Meta: Grab Keycard, head to deck M1

Fantasy: Kill the Batman

Also, does anybody remember what the green dots on the map are?