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Voting closed: October 12, 2011, 12:30:22 am

[The Fool]

What image? I don't see an image. Oh right. That image.

Spoiler: Adventures in the Land of Pearls and Volcanoes (click to show/hide)

It was fun to draw, but I wish that I could draw things like this faster.

[freeformschooler]

That could go in the OP, really.

[Riccto]

Wonderful! Just simply wonderful.

[SirAaronIII]

Everybody looks as good as ever. Nice work!

[TherosPherae]

What image? I don't see an image. Oh right. That image.

image removed so people don't have to load it twice

It was fun to draw, but I wish that I could draw things like this faster.

[nitpick] Danielle's a redhead. [/nitpick]

It looks awesome. Feelin' pretty inferior right now, especially because those damn palm trees I cannot art them

[The Fool]

[nitpick] Danielle's a redhead. [/nitpick]

Fixed it.

It looks awesome. Feelin' pretty inferior right now, especially because those damn palm trees I cannot art them

If it makes you feel better it took me about 10 hours to draw, and I've had lots of practice with my tablet over the past year. I spent most of my summer and semester 1 of university just drawing whenever I had a minute.

[applesauce machine]

"Why would there be a place that sells expens!ve !tems that only one person can use? And why hasn't the storeowner tr!ed us!ng them the!rself?"

Spoiler: Adventures in the Land of Pearls and Volcanoes (click to show/hide)

image goes here

Wait lemme come up with a compliment that's adequate for this.
Um.
I like it. I'm trying to elaborate on that statement and don't quite know how. Uhhhh the coloring is certainly better than what I can do as a whole? Sure that'll do. I suck at compliments.

Speaking of arting, I worked on Troy earlier today (but was interrupted), wherein I rediscovered my disdain for geometric shapes. He will indeed be on a ship, which has a bonus (for me) of obscuring the foot on the leg that'll be straight, of which the area from the calf to the foot is hard to draw. lazy arting ftw

That could go in the OP, really.

/jealous

[TherosPherae]

"Hmm. Well, I guess you can think on that while we go towards the gate. Maybe if we see a lava pump we can smash it or something."

I think this got missed. Or Alex just didn't have anything to say about it. But I'd rather make sure it wasn't missed.

Also.

Spoiler: TROLLSTUFF (click to show/hide)

Phlegm: Be found.
Alright, you think it's gone, maybe you can OHSHIT NOPE IT'S RIGHT THERE OH GOD OH GOD WHAT DO YOU DO

Dream-Ghost: Be Alex.
That's silly, you can't be Alex! He's busy exploring his planet! However, you are a mental rendition of Alex from one of CA's nightmares upon which he's been dwelling so much. A bit of a pity, that, because now you're going to have to kill this stupid little... you aren't even going to bother saying the whole damn thing. But still, he needs to go. And you've got just the axe to do it.

STRIFE. (I'd have put an animation here but who am I kidding I can barely draw let alone animate)

Phlegm: Use the weapon you "borrowed" from your friend back before you got session-booted.
You have absolutely no qualms about bringing this overpowered piece of shit against a dream thing you aren't sure is even real. Especially since it'll blow a hole in the side of the meteor. Of course, you aren't exactly thinking this through right now. What you're doing is probably something closer to panicking and throwing whatever you can at that thing. Which, of course, includes the Sword of Storms, legendary piece of shit filched from the Theif of Breath.

Be the tornado.
Oh, so now we're going to try being inanimate objects? Well fine. Be that way.

You are now the tornado. You just blew a sizable hole in the side of a meteor and obliterated some dream-apparition that may or may not have existed in the first place. You then quickly ceased to exist.

Meteor: For once, have something in this sidestory follow the laws of physics. Begin move as a result of the explosion.
Another inanimate object? Do you have nothing better to d- you know what, don't answer that.

You are now the meteor occupied by this story's idiot equivalent of the Three Stooges. You begin drifting towards the session at a rate not unlike that of a race car. Of course, there's a decent distance to cover, so who knows whether you'll actually get there before being stopped by some random plot-force or not.

Three Stooges: Notice you're moving.
That was an analogy, they're not actually th- oh god dammit, fine, I'll just narrate.

Everyone notices that the meteor has begun drifting at a rather alarming pace. Jack, of course, starts thinking about blaming Zaeran for causing a massive explosion and runs off to yell at him. This line of thinking causes another apparition of the two fighting to appear in Phlegm's face. Phlegm, being Phlegm, tries to run and hide and knocks himself unconscious by running into a doorframe. Zaeran just barely notices the movement, since he's busy attempting to synthesize various chemicals for his escape plan.

sheesh I didn't mean for it to be that long. If you guys want me to stop this bullshit with the troll and alien and human, just ask. Or if you want me to (badly) illustrate it in line with Prince of Toast, I can probably do that too.

[Blade Master Model 42]

Mimi was at a loss for artifact-hunting. She hadn't hit any leads on any of the planets she'd been on so far, and asking around wasn't of much help. That's when it hit her.

>Mimi: Check the map of your own planet you got a while back. See if it mentions artifacts or curious structures anywhere.

Unfortunately, it only tells you where your various gates go.

"Oh, whoops. Wrong house. Have you seen a blonde girl that looks like she could maybe hurt someone?"

The salamanders shake their heads in unison.

"Captain y00u c00uld mke use 00f depth charges. let me explain. when y00u ping a dersite submarine y00u launch explosives in the area that expl00de at vari00us depths t00 either deter 00r sink their submarine."

"Perhaps you should have the communications officer help you send a message to command to get some of this equipment into production. Those dersites are going to be in for a hell of shock when we can see those subma-things coming."

>Mikheal: Second Gate.

You start climbing. Resistance begins light and unremarkable, but as you continue upward, it gets more dense and difficult, until eventually the DM has to actually make up a map. Oh look, bad guys to fight.

Roll initiative.

>LoPaV group: See a group of enemies in the not too distant distance.

You spot a few basilisks and several giclopsi up ahead, near a lava river. "UH... DO WE WANT TO GO AROUND?"

You can all choose to avoid the encounter, which'll tack time onto the trip, or roll initiative.

"Why would there be a place that sells expens!ve !tems that only one person can use? And why hasn't the storeowner tr!ed us!ng them the!rself?"

The salamander shrugs. "I don't really know. It seems pretty silly to most of us, but the shop owner keeps himself out of trouble, so we don't really mind too much."

OOC: Sorry I haven't been posting much, I've been hanging out with friends and job hunting a lot lately. It's spring break over here, which means a lot of my friends are a lot less busy than usual.
Plus I'm juggling this with a turn at Deathgate, so I've got a lot to do. Also, excellent work on the group shot Fool.

And Theros, please feel free to continue with Meteor shenanigans. We need more subplots. Art of it would also be awesome, but I don't know what you mean by Prince of Toast...

[applesauce machine]

"Huh. Are there any other !nhab!tants around here, or l!ke, any other an!mals? All I've see are salamanders."
>CT: Continue keeping an eye out for Mimi while running out of smalltalk subjects.
[5,4+0=9]

And Theros, please feel free to continue with Meteor shenanigans. We need more subplots. Art of it would also be awesome, but I don't know what you mean by Prince of Toast...

^ All this.
I would ask about drawing them, but I don't know what they look like and already have a Troy-shaped iron in the fire anyhow.

[Johnfalcon99977]

Wow. Its been a while since I have actually fought some Underlings. This is a pleasant Change.

>Mikheal: 7 + 3 + 8 = 18

[TherosPherae]

I don't know what you mean by Prince of Toast...

Ladies and gentlemen, looks like it's time to drag that old trainwreck's corpse up for public display again. Which reminds me, I really should update Automaton since FFS decided to necro it like a month ago.

And I will most definitely continue the meteor shenanigans later, but for now, I'm just gonna referencedump so that you guys know what the hell is going on and so I can make sure I don't accidentally make a plothole. Which I'm likely to do anyways for the hell of it, but at least now I don't have excuses.

Spoiler: Reference: CA (click to show/hide)

Name: Zaeran Kelona
Age: Approximately 80 in personal timeline years. In physical appearance, approximately 14. (Both in Earth years)
Tag: captianAnalysis
Status: Plotting, probably about to have his shit wrecked by TB
Mental Status: Asshole as usual
Ships: -red toward AL, -black toward TB
Species: Troll
Info: Left session by way of Quest Bed shenanigans and a springy-glove prototyping. Nightmares. God-tier.
Photoreference: Here (there's another one but I can't find it, and that one's better because he's not wearing the hood and it has the wings.)

Spoiler: Reference: TB (click to show/hide)

Name: Jack Spat
Tag: testingBeta
Height: 5' 8"
Age: Approximately 97 in personal timeline years. In physical appearance, approximately 14.
Status: Pissed as hell and probably going to beat the shit out of CA
Mental Status: Angry, but otherwise normal
Ships: <>ish with PA, -black toward CA, toward everything else
Species: Human
Info: Left session by way of cannons. Hacker. Generally helpful to his own ends.
Photoreference: Here

Spoiler: Reference: TE (click to show/hide)

Name: Unpronounceable. Referred to as Phlegm.
Tag: toenailEater
Height: Approximately three feet.
Age: Does not age past maturity; does not die unless actively killed by something (sickness, knife to the face, etc.)
Status: Unconscious due to doorframe.
Mental Status: Questionable. Seeing thoughts due to mind powers and/or psychic development. Possible other mental disorders.
Ships: WHO THE HELL KNOWS
Species: Extraterrestrial of Dubious Origin (EDO for short)
Info: Generally helpful in the more dubious mechanics and things that really shouldn't work due to extraterrestrial origin. Currently helpful to a fault. Only one on the meteor not God-Tier. In possession of a legendary weapon nicked from the Theif of Breath, OH THE IRONY. Left arm is robotic, for... reasons?
Photoreference: Here

Spoiler: Reference: The Meteor (click to show/hide)

Status: Moving toward the session at approximately 200mph, large hole in the back end
Info: The thing on which those three chumps currently reside. Used to be an ectobiology laboratory employed by Derse before captured and refitted by TB and, for the more dubious inner workings, TE. Approximately one quarter the size of a Land, close enough to spherical, with a density of approximately iron where not hollow.
Photoreference: None Yet
Map: LIKE I'M GONNA DO THIS LAWL

Spoiler: Reference: The Antenna (click to show/hide)

Status: Stuck on the front end of the meteor.
Info: Used for communication, since intra-universal ties rarely exist except between universes and their creators. Rigged up mostly by TE, with a few of the technical components handled by TB. CA is forbidden from walking anywhere near it, since his few passive Theory powers would cause the whole thing to explode with logic. This will become more relevant soon enough. Approximately double the length of the meteor itself, with similar density where not hollow.
Photoreference: None Yet

Oh, and RL: WE NEED MOAR GRIST
Init: 10+9+7=26.

[The Fool]

"i SuPPOsE wE caN FigHT thEm. MiGht Be nICe To pRaCTisE oNCe anD A whIle."

>Steve: Round 1. Fight!

Init: [1,9+9] = 19

[freeformschooler]

YES. Revive automaton. A necro is what you get when you keep something in your sig.

"Well, thanks anyway. I'm going to go look for her."

>Mimi: Head out and check another gearhouse.

[SirAaronIII]

> Claire: ATTACK!
Initiative: [7, 8 + 9] = 24