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[Draignean]

So everbody but powder and Tarran are complying and powder hasn't posted, right?

[SeriousConcentrate]

I think Taric's siding with Tarran; Dom's the only one who's complying. Although if no one else is I'll probably have her change her mind; no way is she going in there alone.

[Draignean]

Busy writing Tarran's mob's stats in Imperfect, sorry for the delay.

"Hey! You have no right to lock us up! You'd better let us go, or my friend Taric here can make you feel like porn.

And I am not kidding."

The leader of the Colonist group appears more than slightly skeptical. "Right, Okay. You're going into quarantine, or you're going back over the wall in body bags. They only reason I don't end this insanity and shoot you now is that it would wake a lot of people up which is damn rude at this hour. I'm not going to let a bunch of wandering lunatics run loose, that's final whether your buddy does... whatever with his goddamn porn or otherwise."

[Tarran]

This is a bad idea, but I'm roleplaying so screw it.

"Well, you forced me."

Spray and pray: Dual Sleipnir SMGs go!

Actually, no, my guy wouldn't do that. At least, I think.

"Oh come on, Teague's the only real insane one of us. Just lock him up."

Use charisma.

[Draignean]

This is a bad idea, but I'm roleplaying so screw it.

"Well, you forced me."

Spray and pray: Dual Sleipnir SMGs go!

Actually, no, my guy wouldn't do that. At least, I think.

Thank you, the "I'M A LEAD FARMER SUCKA!" approach might have made things difficult for you.


Fighting entire town, becoming villains, inevitable party fallout, lotta repercussions in that one.

[SeriousConcentrate]

XD

Would've been totally worth it though, just to turn Tarran into Lincoln for a few moments.

"If you want I can help you capture him," Dom offered, glaring at Teague and wondering what the hell had gotten into him. He had seemed normal enough back at the base.

[Powder Miner]

Sorry, have school. "QUARANTINE? NO FRIGGIN WAY!" James whipped out his Renfield SMG. "Go ahead. Try to quarantine me. I dare ya."

[Tarran]

"James, don't flash the guns out in front of the people who also have guns."

[Powder Miner]

"Gah...." James slowly put his Renfield down and his hands up.

[Trollan]

"hctib a fo nos uoy ,enasni ton ma I!"

[Tarran]

"...What?"

[Trollan]

"YDOB S'EUGAET NEKAT EVAH I NOSAER EMOS ROF ,ENARG LORT MA I!"

[Tarran]

"...I still don't understand you. You should write down what you're saying instead of trying to talk, because talking just isn't working for you."

*Nudge nudge wink wink*

[SeriousConcentrate]

Dom drew her hand back as far as she could given the space limitations and tried to slap Teague. "What the hell's gotten in to you? Those spores mess you up or something?"

[Draignean]

Tarran Smith

"Oh come on, Teague's the only real insane one of us. Just lock him up."

Even after everything that's just happened you're confident that you can turn this situation around, you give him you best proposal and your finest 'Oh come on, trust me' face. [Diplomacy 2] Powder ruins your brilliant argument that Teague is the only insane one by whipping out his loaned gun and pointing it at various people. Even after you tell him to put it down you can tell that he set the mood here. The lead colonist shakes his head at you and snorts. "Even if you all are not a bunch of babbling idiots that fell off the short shuttle I'd send you to quarantine, I don't know who you are, I don't know what you're covered in, and I don't know where you're from. You're getting cleaned up and quarantined until I find something to do with you, or we can all shoot eachother right here, right now."

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Dominique Wakeman

"Fine, whatever, I'd rather be in quarantine than out there. But you even try taking my guns and I'll break your neck so hard you'll have your face in your lap," Dom said.

Tarran seems against quarantine but seems fairly reasonable all things considered, you do make a point that you're going to keep your guns. The colonist leader has a hand pressed against his forehead by now, but he still acquiesces. "Fine, hopefully when I get back to take you out of quarantine in the morning you'll have mostly killed one another, would solve alot of my problems right now."

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Trol Grane

"A pig's orgasm lasts a half hour! An angry horned-toad squirts blood from its eyes!"

"YDOB S'EUGAET NEKAT EVAH I NOSAER EMOS ROF ,ENARG LORT MA I!"

You continue to babble insanely, dominique slaps you. You keep babbling. [Sanity 4] You end up shouting "Mea navis aėricumbens anguillis abundat!" to make your point.

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Taric Sizer

"You've got to be kidding me..."

You stare at teague while he babbles. [Int 2] You're pretty sure he's sudden't started babbling in latin now, but you don't know a word of latin. Dom's theory of crazy spores is looking likely.

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James Evan

"QUARANTINE? NO FRIGGIN WAY!" James whipped out his Renfield SMG. "Go ahead. Try to quarantine me. I dare ya."

"Gah...." James slowly put his Renfield down and his hands up.

At first you attempt to intimidate them, then Tarran tells you to put the gun down. You do so and put your hands in the air instead. If you were attempting to confuse the hell out of the colonists you're succeeding admirably.