I noticed another mistake with the dual used attributes. Not so anymore.
Hurgh. Whatever, it doesn't matter.
Anyway, sorry I'm taking so long. Updating the day before yesterday was kinda out of the question, day before I was kinda busy and didn't have much inspiration, and before that Asilidae hadn't posted. Yesterday I finished the turns, but really didn't want to deal with the statuses. And... well, if you've guys have got a problem with it, then sorry, but it's just bad luck on both of our parts.
Also, maybe I should start another, futuristic or something like that RTD so I can dump my futuristic/whatever ideas on something else when I'm feeling bored with this. But I don't know if it'd actually slow down or speed up this RTD's update speed. But I'm seriously thinking about it, because I'm running out of steam with this one and gaining a lot for sci-fi or some other genre. Any oppositions?
Under Ilos' order, the remainders of the raiding party run. Except for some of you guys for some unknown reason. Tala <Oh wow, that's absolutely perfect.
Acridi <So is that.
Accurarwa Sharpshooter 2
Arzhog
Ashton
Accurarwa Captain <That, however, ISN'T.
Accurarwa Recruit 6
Accurarwa Recruit 2
Accurarwa Recruit 7
Joseph
Accurarwa Sharpshooter 1
Accurarwa Recruit 1
Grinite
Accurarwa Recruit 5
Nowan
Accurarwa Recruit 3
Accurarwa Sergeant 2
Darin
Accurarwa Sergeant 1
Accurarwa Recruit 4
Action:Turn into a Red Dragon. Pick up Darin (IronyOwl) in my mouth, and Ashton in my left claw (SeriousConcentrate) and fly away.
You feel a sudden change over you. Somewhat painful, as your arms, legs, and rear end extend outwards. Your mind fogs strangely. And you loose a sort of higher part of your consciousness. Your body seems to move under it's own will, but at the same time it's your own will. It's like a lucid dream, or something to that extent. You pick up Darin with your mouth as Accurarwa look utterly surprised. Furthermore you rip Ashton out of the fight and fly away into the sunset. Congratz, you have no idea where you are anymore. You also have no idea of why you cannot think about magic anymore.+Status: Dragon form.
Location change: Unknown.
Darin: Location change: Unknown.
Ashton: Location change: Unknown.Polymorph some wings onto myself and grab Joseph between my legs. Grab anyone else I can if I can carry them and fly away.
[3-3+1 oh darn][Tricky: pass]:
You attempt to polymorph wings onto yourself a...
OH GGGGGGSDGFHFGHFGF EXTRA HANDS ARRRGGGGHHHHHH+Status: Back-arms.Keep shooting!
[2+1] VS [3+1] [Quicky turny: faily]:
The mad drunk swats the arrow out of the air with his bottle.Arzhog: +1 Defense skill.Roar and smash sharpshooter 1 with the macetail
[5-1+2-1] VS [5+1]
Despite the violent swing, the sharpshooter jumps back in time.+3 Misc Object skill.
Now Skilled in Misc Object.
+2 Chaos.
-1 Chaos."Go on, then," Ashton said. "I'll handle things here." He stabbed at the downed recruit as he took a step back, keeping the rest covered.
AAAAHHH. AAAAAHHHH. WHAT THE HELL. RANDOM DRAGON. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!Slicey slicey.
[3+2] VS [2+1] [Shield: Failed] [Dam: 2+3]
Grinite tries to dodge the axe but takes the blow directly to the chest.Grinite: -3 HP.
Grinite: Steel Armor lost 2 AHP. Now 38/40 AHP.Javelin!
[2+1-1] VS [4+1-2-6] [Dam: 5]
The javelin swings wildly... yet Joseph is all to attracted to the spinny thing and takes it right to the head.Joseph: -4 HP.
Joseph: Fancy Leather Armor lost 1 AHP. Now 12/20 AHP.What the...?
The Recruit looks around confused. Where the hell could a heavily armored man go in such a short time?Drunk, meet sword.
[5+1+1-1] VS [6+1]
The drunk does a backflip and sticks his tongue out.Arzhog: +3 Defense skill.Fuck this. Same thing, except on the ones we're facing right now.
[4-1]
You make a small AoE air spell. Weaker than you wanted. You catch your allies and yourself in the violent gust of wind in addition to your targets...You should've thought about, you know, maybe your allies
and you are in the middle of the melee?
Derp.
[Dam: 1 to everyone still here.]
Nowan shield: [Succeed] Grinite shield: [Succeeded] Accurarwa Recruit shields: [Fail, succeed, fail, fail, succeed, succeed, succeed] Sergeants: [Succeed, succeed] Captain: [failed]
-1 Chaos.
-1 HP: Accurarwa recruits 1, 3, 4. And captain. Arzhog, Joseph, Sharpshooter 1, 2.
1 AHP damage to shields: Nowan, Grinite, Recruits 2, 5, 6, 7, Sergeants 1, 2.Make him a pincushion!
[3+2+2] VS [5+1] [Dam: 2]
The drunk dives to the right, but the arrow scrapes his head. On the bright side, he learned he should dive a little faster from now on.Arzhog: -1 HP.
Arzhog: Steel Armor took 1 AHP of damage. Now 38/40 AHP.
Arzhog: +3 Defense skill.
Arzhog: Now Adept in Defense.
Arzhog: Level up! Pick 4 attribute points.Stand up, wonder where that guy went.
The Recruit stands up, and looks around confused.A Tactical Retreat is in order.
Grinite manages to run away, while everyone is still fighting the remaining members of the fail-team and thus ignore him.Javelin again!
[1-1] VS [Doesn't matter honestly]
The Javelin goes absolutely wild and flies off into a ditch.Grab J0s3ph and exi1 c0mba1 z0n3.
[3] Tolyk tries to lift Joseph, but can barely lift him off the ground, having to use legs, wings, and arms. He drags him away... very slowly.
[2][Luck: 2]: They barely cover any ground, and the coming ground looks very rough.
-1 Chaos.Wut, where did he go?
The Recruit stands around confused.Silly mage, magic is for kids. Now, come out, come out come out wherever you are...
The Sergeant stands around confused.
Use a no-modifier earth spell to trip the captain, then flee. Bat flees with me.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH DRAGON OUTTA NOWHERE WHAT THE HELL DON'T EAT YOU YOU'RE STILL likely A VIRGIN!Don't let them escape!
[1+2+1] VS [4+1-1] The swift attack is met by a swift dodge.
Nowan: +2 Defense skill.Where the hell...
The Recruit is confused.Yes, I did make a whole bunch of Accurarwa do nothing this turn, but it's what the players would've had if Accurarwa were just suddenly taken away; a waste of a turn.
Do note that this is for only one turn. Next turn, several Accurarwa groups will join the battle and the confused Accurarwa will rejoin the fight. If you haven't run by then, I'll autokill you because... well... there's no way you can face off them all. If you run, you only will need to run from the group you're fighting right now.
KILL PONIES!
They wrestle you down and start nibbling on your hair. OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW!