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[kilakan]

I twas at university, and am now writing my physics start-of-the-year-to-immediately-fuck-you-up 2000 word paper.  Which involves severily less rolling and a hell of a lot more nuclear physics.  I'll be more then happy to have the next turn done in at most 4 hours.

You have an odd sense of time. A couple of minutes is an hour and 14 minutes, and 4 hours is actually a day and 6 hours and counting.

Are you in any way affiliated with Valve by any chance?

EDIT: Oh shit, counted wrong. Way wrong.

At the moment 4 hours means 22 hours.

By the time I finished the report and the turn for my other rtd I had to go to sleep... I had work and school again today, the first of which I am still at.  Sorry.....

[cerapa]

I twas at university, and am now writing my physics start-of-the-year-to-immediately-fuck-you-up 2000 word paper.  Which involves severily less rolling and a hell of a lot more nuclear physics.  I'll be more then happy to have the next turn done in at most 4 hours.

You have an odd sense of time. A couple of minutes is an hour and 14 minutes, and 4 hours is actually a day and 6 hours and counting.

Are you in any way affiliated with Valve by any chance?

EDIT: Oh shit, counted wrong. Way wrong.

At the moment 4 hours means 22 hours.

By the time I finished the report and the turn for my other rtd I had to go to sleep... I had work and school again today, the first of which I am still at.  Sorry.....

No probs man. You are the one providing something, not me.

[kilakan]

Turn 3:No Kill like Overkill
Tersr:

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Wait and read the headlines on the newspaper, if you hear noise put it away, wouldn't want to seem rude.

(1)  You begin reading the newspaper and find a rather interesting artical about the number of heretics that are skinned a year, and how their skin makes good clothing for the homeless.  The next thing you know you are being dragged face-down on the floor and your head hurts like hell.(1)  You moan and someone drops your legs, a second later the world goes black.  (3)  You manage to barely come to consciousness, it feels like you haven't been out too long.  Testing your arms and legs you get shooting pains through your hands and your legs are stuck, you turn your neck and notice that a leather collar is wrapped around your throat, and meat hooks are holding your arms up.  (8 )  Struggling you manage to get the left hook to fall off, and your arm is free but only barely.  (2) You hear someone walking nearby, and you glace about quickly, the walls are made of wet stone and you are pinned to a wall, there is human shaped burn marks around the room and streaks of blood arcoss the floor  (3)  the large metal and wood door at the far side of the room opens and the old women walks in holding a bucket and knife, (6)but goes to another part of the room and begins re-arranging chains.  The ground shakes and you are ripped from the wall as stones fall and the old women screams, as you look up her skin peels to reveal a twisted and emancipated figure beneath, she continues to wail.
HP=5/25

Pyrate:

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Phew. I should get out of here once the school day is over.

Educate.Have your classes.

(8,3+1) You manage to actually get through the lessons and the day fairly easily, only once did someone throw something at you and it even missed.  Apparently the little brats like learning about slave control... figures.  (6)  The guards find the changed chain and believe that someone has broken in, yet they don't actually do anything about it, you hear one of them muttering about embarrassment and whipping if someone opened their mouth.  (2)  The school day ends on a low note however, they decided to not pay you since you used far too much chalk today.  Just as the final bell goes the day suddenly flashes to pitch darkness, as the ground shakes and a house a few blocks away goes up in black flames.  The day-turned night stays and the darkness is as if in the moments before dawn.

Cerapa:

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I need more of that stuff.

I run home and summon help, gonna need everything I can get if I dont wanna get killed by every single guardsman running after me. A little loss of blood and private property never hurt anyone. Sacrificing my house seems like a good idea.

And I need a goddamn robe to cover my eyes.

(8 )  You run home quickly with your arms inside your jacket and your eyes down, no one notices you but the masons will be getting back any minute.  (3)  Someone sees your arm and screams as you go to open your front door, you run inside and bolt the lock  (1)  but seconds later guards slam into it, with the first hit wood begins to crack.  (9)  You run to the back-door grabbing your robe on the way, (4) with a small piece of chalk you begin drawing while putting on your robe(4+??=???)  something about the new eyes lets you see exactly how each line, circle, and rune would work as you draw.  Running out of time you are forced to just do the first thing that comes to your mind to destroy the house and guards, and just as you put the final link in the front door shatters.  (10)  The guards see you and run forward, just as you turn and bolt.  Running through the mud and water of the back ally you leap another guard who went to cut you off, his swing misses just as the ritual invokes.  Your house goes up in a ball of black flame, and the guard you jumped is grabbed and pulled as he claws at the cobblestones into the flames, and with an implosion day turns to night and the house is vaporized, the sun eclipses and the darkness stays.  By the fading light you see the markings on your arm flicker and twist before retreating beneath your skin.  You can still feel them clawing against your bones however.
Gained:
Woolen Robe
50 Ritual Exp
100 Sacrificial Exp
Sacrificial Level 2 gained
Bonus given +1 to all rolls on sacrificial rituals
(?/100) Spell learn roll failed

Dwarmin:

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This should do nicely...Desmond heads back to his own home, a sad thing it is. Maybe before his little loft was good enough for him. A bed, a table a chair, a collection of light reading material-nothing proscribed mind you, merely adventure fantasy-and he was content...ah, better than some right? It was the great lie of the civilization he lived in.

"Be happy with what you have-you're better off than most!"

To Hell with that. The walls, once a small comfort, now seemed him to better than a prison, He couldn't even bring Cassandra here, so what did anything matter?

Desmond begins painting his sack, well used clothes and cloak midnight black to make them suitable for sneaking. He'll leave the paint to dry by tonight.

Then, he'll leave and find the market-it's time for another day of pickpocketing and scamming, anyway-he makes sure to take his pair of trick cards and loaded dice from the small panel behind the portait of his mother. As soon as the crowd gets thick, not even the sharpest eyed constable can see you...or catch you, for that matter. As long as you keep moving.

(5) Painting the sack, clothing and cloak goes well and before to long they are all largely black.  Standing back you begin to admire your work just as your window goes black, seconds later it explodes inwards(2+5) you dive and roll behind the chair as glass shards embed themselves in the far wall.  The neighboring house is little more then a small glowing crater, and as you glance down at it you can see what looks like a man in full black armor curled up in the fetal position.  The sun dims and winks out as you look up, and a second moon of black and strands of red draws as a veil across the sun.  Seconds later metal rings and screaming comes from the main street, metal clashes and people scream as they die.  You smell blood and fire on the wind, and quickly realize your beloved is only a few blocks away.
Blackened Sack  Clothing and cloak
Lost can of paint
Clothing bonus=+1 to stealth rolls

Ahra:

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yes (see where this leads to)

(7)The man glances at you and sighs, "Boy of few words eh?  Ah well it doesn't matter company is all that matters in the Kal'Take well... I suppose realm of the forgotten may be more appropriate."  (5)You begin to feel doubts as he pulls the lever and the lift drops into the mine shaft.  The decent is long and the entire time he spends scratching something into the lift floor.  You pass the active mines and continue to drop until you reach the abandoned sections and you begin to panick. (9) Poison gas fills the lower level, and just as you reach for the lever a golden bubble stretches outwards from the man and forces itself down your throat.  You attempt to cough it out as he lays a hand on your shoulder, his touch calms you and the feeling of it disappears.  He glances at you and says "My name is Elaith, you can call me El for short though."  That should let us breathe the poison air here for at least a month, so starving is the only real problem... that and being eaten ourselves. (9) The lift levels off and he walks out, you follow him and after more then an hour of walking through mine tunnels you arrive with him at a large metal door.  It is engraved with horrific battle scenes and he sighs and says "Welcome to the hell of the old religion boy, enjoy our stay"  He pushes the door open to reveal a large plain illuminated by pools of water, swimming with light.  The air smells fresh and sweet, and you take a closer look at the pool to see glowing fish swimming happily among weeds.  Suddenly what feels like an explosion rocks the mine and the tunnel behind you crashes down, filling it in with rock.

[kilakan]

Also ya... good job on way overshooting your rolls or under-rolling this turn guys, you know who you are

[Tersr]

My death is close, with my dieing breath, I Curse the people that did this.

[Frajic]

Let me guess. You're involved in this, aren't you, cerapa?

I may have to rethink my plans...

[Ahra]

... god not reading the other spoilers is killing me.

[cerapa]

Let me guess. You're involved in this, aren't you, cerapa?

Possibly.   

Personally I skim the other spoilers just to see any critical failures or critical wins that might occur. I dont remember any of it though. Pretty much the only thing Ive retained is that one guy is in a mine and that some guy has a book of some sort. Not sure about the second one though.

[Tersr]

Two things I have to ask, what is the calender system based on, and is there a place for healing

[kilakan]

Let me guess. You're involved in this, aren't you, cerapa?

Possibly.   

Personally I skim the other spoilers just to see any critical failures or critical wins that might occur. I dont remember any of it though. Pretty much the only thing Ive retained is that one guy is in a mine and that some guy has a book of some sort. Not sure about the second one though.

Good thing I didn't implement the mod-kill rule I was thinking of for cheating, hahaha.

Two things I have to ask, what is the calender system based on, and is there a place for healing

Hum calendar... never really thought of that to be honest, suppose 28-day cycles based upon the moon with 13 months a year, so pretty much ours just a few days longer.  Has for healing, yes there are temples that offer basic healing services, since holy 'magic' is the only form not strictly illegal and even alchemy is considered magic and thus is witchcraft.

[Ahra]

will not (probably) have internet until sunday/monday. i will keep doing what i am now and fight if need arises.

[kilakan]

will not (probably) have internet until sunday/monday. i will keep doing what i am now and fight if need arises.

No problem I am fairly sick right now anyways and will most likiely be unable to update all that much until Sunday anyways.  I've got half the turn written atm but I'm done for the night, whether or not I finish tomorrow is dependent on me getting time off of work.

[cerapa]

It is now one minute into Sunday for me.

I demand an update!

[Tersr]

If you keep doing that you're going to get lots of "bad luck" and all of your rolls well be 1s.

[cerapa]

If you keep doing that you're going to get lots of "bad luck" and all of your rolls well be 1s.

You say that as if it is such a bad thing. A 1 and a 2 were what got me into this awesome mess in the first place.