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 as you set foot into the tavern the roar of conversation dulls as various adventurers pause, take your measure, and resume their talk. you approach the bar and are greeted by the bartender.  "so, let me guess, you're looking for a crew to try your luck against the lich, yeah? I'm sure if you hang you'll find some people to give it a go with." you grab the drink you ordered and turn around, stopping at the bartender grabbing your arm. "Find a crew and I'll show ye to the entrance." Hey everybody I just want to roleplay this idea out, no character sheets just give me a picture, your skills, and what kind of drink you have. once i have four or five we'll start you off. |
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Yobgoblin Skills: sneak, listening, open lock, persuasion & insight. Specials (Krang): darkvision, & screech. Drink: Irish coffee ---------------- |
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May 9, 2016 19:32
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 man that's a bad drawing. What the hell happened to his leg? Oh well, game on! Roach Rogue/Assassin. I have a Dragonbone mug that I use to imbibe a sweet-smelling liquid who's name is lost to me. I never seem to run out. In my possession I have a Thieve's kit, my leather pants and shirt which are tougher than normal leather and 2 very sharp and quite pointy daggers. I crave the comfort of the shadows and shun the light as it hurts my eyes and more importantly, harms my ability to see in the dark- where all the things I may decide to allow to fall into my pocket lay hidden. I am not wealthy but I seem to be able to pay for the things I want. The rest I take... Pot Smoke Phoenix fucked around with this message at 20:07 on May 9, 2016 https://i.imgur.com/QKTkerO.mp4 |
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May 9, 2016 20:04
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treasure bear the non-committal and mostly inactive skills: occassional honey smell from sneeze, able to get trapped almost anywhere, established brand drink: uhh what do you have? erm uhh nevermind, just water please, err no ice, thank-you
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May 9, 2016 20:16
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unassuming seeming skeleton in huge disguise mask. large beard, moustache. nice extremely flat eyes powers: frost wizardry, time management, workplace dispute resolution skills drink: i gave up the pleasures of fluid ingestion when i sloughed away my dreadful frailties to ascend to the right hand of - i mean, vodka coke |
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May 9, 2016 20:28
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wayne bruce, the reverse batman hes like batman but hes really cheerful and he tries to make criminals feel good about themselves and become better people he orders a glass of fruit punch cuntman.net fucked around with this message at 00:59 on May 10, 2016
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May 9, 2016 20:39
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Doc Friday skills: pun-making and general incompetency drink: A seltzer would be great. Thanks
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May 9, 2016 20:52
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the bartender looks over the motley crew, and shrugs his shoulders. "your funeral. entrance is in the back, follow me." "if you die we have someone sweep through and clean out your pockets, but they res you too don't expect the dungeon to remain the same if you try again." as the group descends the smell of honey reaches you, and a buzzing starts to resonate through the cavern.  it's at least four giant bees!! who ever was in front noticed them first, so tell me how you attack
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May 9, 2016 21:51
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 The Skull With No Name Skills: Shooting, not saying much Drink: whisky. whisky. whisky. leave the bottle.
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May 9, 2016 21:54
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Being too late for the adventure, I continue drinking. The alcohol has little obvious effect, maybe it makes my shooting a little straighter. The End (for the Skull with No Name)
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May 9, 2016 21:56
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"oh hey there, mary, frank, gary - i mean, mysterious bees that i'm surprised to see are giant." *winking furiously* "a giant bee? ha ha, that's so wacky. i thought bees were regular sized." i'd like to crack these bees up with a cutting, perhaps experience-based pastiche of the many adventurers i suspect for a fact they've slaughtered on their boss' behalf |
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May 9, 2016 22:02
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the innocuously bearded skeleton starts doing a pretty god drat spot on impression of the chainmail clad fighter whose corpse is mouldering in the stairwell, cruelly mimicking their patterns of speech and thick human accent |
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May 9, 2016 22:04
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in fact, pretty soon it's getting uncomfortable. the bold adventurer (?) is straying into hoary racial stereotypes about human people, such as how they always have destinies and they never tip. this material wouldn't go down well in most taverns, but dungeon audiences are less discerning |
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May 9, 2016 22:10
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the bees glance at each other and chuckle nervously at this brave, bold, and hilarious adventurer who they have never seen before in their lives. one of them starts to buzz a reply, but stops when (maybe frank?) places a feeler on it
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May 9, 2016 22:23
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Saint Isaias Boner posted:Being too late for the adventure, I continue drinking. The alcohol has little obvious effect, maybe it makes my shooting a little straighter. the man in black fled into the desert, and the Skull with no name followed
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May 9, 2016 22:23
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i cast magic honey sneeze and then i run away
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May 9, 2016 23:16
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Remembering something I heard once in a tavern long ago I try to sooth the bees by distracting them with a honey dance. I begin the dance by stepping in a box step pattern, and wiggle my butt every now and then to emphasize the motions
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May 9, 2016 23:26
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May 9, 2016 23:29
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I trip and fall down the stairs. I loudly yell, "Son of a beetch!"
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May 9, 2016 23:54
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the bees are getting down! honey sneezes are great, and who doesn't like a good pratfall? they let the very offensive dancing by splatmaster go, cuz he clearly doesn't know what he's telling them. just as things seem to be really winding up a new louder buzzing comes in. it's a bee killing hornet!! oh god it has frank! FRAAAAANK!
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May 10, 2016 00:27
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i got lost even though the exit was only 20ft back and i've been running against a solid wall like in a videogame for the last 3 minutes
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May 10, 2016 00:29
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I put on a yellow jacket and make a vaguely threatening pose towards the hornet. "I failed at Kung-Fu."
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May 10, 2016 00:45
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i take out my reverse bee repellent spray from my reverse utility belt and spray it on the wall
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May 10, 2016 00:57
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Yobgoblin posted:I swing my morning star at a bee's head you hit the bee for 7 damage! it was worried about Frank, but now it's attention turns to you. it attempts to sting you but critically fumbles stabbing the hornet instead TWIST FIST posted:i take out my reverse bee repellent spray from my reverse utility belt and spray it on the wall your reverse bee repellant attracts even more bees! they ignore the clumsy adventurers and start swarming the hornet  treasure bear posted:i got lost even though the exit was only 20ft back and i've been running against a solid wall like in a videogame for the last 3 minutes so far nothing seems to be happening but wait, you appear to gradually start clipping through the wall, if you keep this up for another few minutes who knows what could happen?
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May 10, 2016 01:27
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i continue to follow the man in black. one day i'll catch up to him and send him straight to hell for what he's done.
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May 10, 2016 01:30
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"Beehind you!" I say, as I charge at one of the bees.
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May 10, 2016 01:37
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i throw a reverse batarang at the bee but it turns around and hits me instead
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May 10, 2016 01:41
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Saint Isaias Boner posted:i continue to follow the man in black. one day i'll catch up to him and send him straight to hell for what he's done. the trail leads beyond the desert and into the mountains, the only question is where does the trail lead? up into the snowy heights or into an old abandoned mine? Doc Friday posted:"Beehind you!" I say, as I charge at one of the bees. thanks to your timely warning the bee dodges the deadly pincer bite of the hornet. it turns to thank you only to find you face first on the ground. after picking you up and brushing off some dust it turns to join the swarm smothering the hornet. TWIST FIST posted:i throw a reverse batarang at the bee but it turns around and hits me instead the reverse batarang automatically deploys soothing jazz and anti headache balm, it clears up your headache! at this point treasure bear seems to have no clipped through the stage! without magical intervention or an act of god he could be stuck for some time
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May 10, 2016 04:40
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i shoot my reverse grapple gun at treasure bear in an attempt to pull him back but the gun pulls me instead of him and clips me out of the stage
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May 10, 2016 04:59
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I strike a pose celebrating our victory over the hornet. Suddenly, I hear a loud groan, and the floor gives out from underneath me.
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May 10, 2016 05:25
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the snowy heights of the mountain are impassable this time of year (summer). He must have gone into the mine. He's cornered. I'll catch him there.
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May 10, 2016 08:17
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May 10, 2016 09:50
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Still dancin', yeah! *shake* *shake* *shake*
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May 10, 2016 12:22
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BANG! the saloon doors swing open and the goblin on the piano stops playing as I swagger in out of the desert sun, my fingers resting lightly above the ivory handle of my peacemaker. |
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May 10, 2016 13:40
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give a mead, double. |
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Splatmaster posted:Still dancin', yeah! *shake* *shake* *shake* your fancy dance moves not withstanding you fall through the air with the other members of your party. they're pretty impressed that you keep dancing as you fall. gain some bonus xp treasure bear posted:i clip back in-bounds and fall through the ceiling and into the new hole in the floor you fall into the hole, and drag wayne bruce behind you reverse grappling hook still attached Doc Friday posted:I strike a pose celebrating our victory over the hornet. Suddenly, I hear a loud groan, and the floor gives out from underneath me. your incompetence is a threat to the dungeon's structural integrity! you, your teammates, and the hornet's corpse tumble through the air, and the debris punches through floor after floor bypassing traps and dungeon dwellers alike. you land in the gooey remains of what appears to be a black ooze, a bit lands in your mouth and is that... Yes it's delicious blackberry ooze! it's broken your fall and offered a brief snack. up ahead a pair of large metal doors stand with badass skulls emblazoned on them Yobgoblin posted:I roll to help treasure bear out of the mysterious hole by some miracle you avoided the floor collapse, but in your haste to help you trip and join the others as they fall. Saint Isaias Boner posted:the snowy heights of the mountain are impassable this time of year (summer). He must have gone into the mine. He's cornered. I'll catch him there. the man in black is waiting deep within, and you finally see him standing across from you in a dark cavern. a glowing x is directly between you two, and he's standing next to a lever, waggling his eyebrows at you Slugnoid posted:BANG! the saloon doors swing open and the goblin on the piano stops playing as I swagger in out of the desert sun, my fingers resting lightly above the ivory handle of my peacemaker. you proceed to have a relaxing and chill time in the bar. you think the bartender might have a lead on a mysterious adventure, if you get some people together. your mead has the faint suggestion of honey and is excellent as meads go
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May 10, 2016 19:43
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the odious wizard points out how the skulls on that door look really cool, and starts sort of bopping their head and saying "wow, the feng shui in here is really good, huh guys? tell me what you think, be honest" then "no particular reason youd have to be more honest than normal in this case i just love honesty" |
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im not here to play games. i narrow my eyeholes, shift my cigarillo from one side of my mouth to the other, spit, and step right over the middle of that X on my way over to the man in black
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