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And once she gets one of those, Leni Riefenstahl’ll void Lala’s contract for the upcoming fascist movie she agreed to (back in Beignet, Done That!). On the southside, Connie Johnson was being bored by her latest friend, Professor Yancey Newhope. Yancey was a Jamaican ex-mad scientist, who was rescued from an exploded lair by Sister Helene Ynez. Having spent his life as a bitter Afrocentrist, he was baffled to learn that a man had given his life, not for the sun-loved sort, but for all mankind. A woman in a gray dress strolled into the empty bar, and asked the pair to retrieve some blackmail material from a cult. There was a lot of money in it for them… They would help, right? All four characters arrived the next day at Gillman House, the Burbank mansion graciously donated to the cult. While allegedly benign, the Order of New Canaan was extremely suspicious. Connie and Miss Santinella competed to see who could be a bigger distraction, while Penny and Yancey looked upstairs. Apparently the cult was having an extravagant party later that week in the Hollywood Hills. When the professor almost got caught, he broke the mimeograph machine behind his back and said he was there to repair it. Unfortunately, the group didn’t have the blackmail or script they were looking for, but vowed to keep on the trail. Lala, having demanded Hiram release a press release about scouting her for a role, was met at her hotel by some toughs from the Italian embassy. Lala played diplomat, threatening to cut off their Italian sausages if they ever bothered her again. Point made. Torrential rain faded to unseasonal heat. The Hollywood party turned out to be skyclad, and the group hurried to get body stockings before the event. Yancey noticed that all his companions were attractive women (athlete, stuntwoman, hotel lifeguard), and struggled with un-Christian thoughts. At the party, Lala ran into Hiram. He was part of the cult? Of course, that’s how a blackmail cult works! It snares important people. The players enjoyed the revelry, until a series of revelations. The order intended to sacrifice a ewe, imploring dark gods to bless Hiram’s upcoming movie. The amazing statues and sacrificial equipment were stolen from the prop shop. And as a good Christian, Yancey was absolutely not going to allow animal sacrifice. He started lecturing the cult’s inner circle. Penny saved him by shooting the sacrificial dagger out of leader Micah’s hands! Connie used her baseball skills to weave through the crowd, grabbing a length of rope and creating an escape route. Lala followed, more focused on competing with Connie than anything else. Yancey almost got caught, since he insisted on saving the animal! — There was a detour here, where the group talked to Barnabas Jones, who had met the Devil at the crossroads. She got his immortal soul in exchange for him being the best pool player to ever live. He’d even swindled Penny, repeatedly. Wait… Her? Mephistopheles was a lady? Absolutely, an attractive black woman in a gray dress. … Dammit. The players didn’t have time to dwell on this, as the cult started tracking them down. They fled to the Malibu trailer park, the nicest and worst place on the Pacific coast. From there, they started calling various hotels, asking about prices and then saying they were going to an obscure place on the far end of Mulholland. When they heard someone taking detailed notes, they knew they had snared the cult. Yancey set a trap, downing a powerline in a puddle of water. This knocked out the first carload of cultists. The other ones were more canny, with the players taking tons of physical and psychological wounds in the ensuing battle. Penny was almost hurled into the water, but Yancey was able to stop the current. Connie, a master of physical bluffing, threatened a tough guy with a (deactivated) powerline. — The party questioned the last survivor, learning of the cult leader’s secret penthouse HQ. Yancey noticed that there was a construction crane nearby [a great use of a Fate point to declare a story detail!]. Between his crafting knowledge and lockpicking skills, he effortlessly got the players into the sanctum. The script they needed was marked up on the coffee table, leverage over Hiram. Unfortunately, Micah showed up. He managed to manipulate Penny’s brain, slam Lala into a golden elevator, and break Connie’s bat. By the time the players were sobering Penny in the bathtub, he was downstairs, calling the police. (Notable was his question to Connie: “Do you want to turn this felony breaking and entering into felony assault?”, to which she responded “Yes”.) The players were barely able to grab the “blackmail” from the inner sanctum and dodge the police. Inside was what they suspected: Micah had sold his soul for power over other men, then stolen the contract back before it came due. They drove at entirely unsafe speeds to the crossroads to meet Mephistopheles. Penny decided to gamble against the devil, bidding her soul to win Barnabas’s back. And she absolutely won, cleaning the devil’s clock. The sky cleared and the devil laughed. Victory! Miss Santinella had her new agent, and a role in a movie that was deeply involved in a cult. The players’ legal trouble was over, though. Their accuser had turned the ash in the middle of LAPD HQ. And nobody else had seen them enter the building... Hooray for Hellywood! Golden Bee fucked around with this message at 23:52 on Apr 29, 2024 |
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Our Tanicus game has run into a goblin tribe attempting to become sophisticated, complete with bowties and not using contractions. Last night we were guests of honor at a feast, and we were served roast owlbear paired with, and I quote the chief, "red grape sauce." "Wine" is now "grape sauce." This has broken my mind more than anything else in the campaign.
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CobiWann posted:Our Tanicus game has run into a goblin tribe attempting to become sophisticated, complete with bowties and not using contractions. Did they actually cook the owlbear with this 'sauce'? I presume not, given the narrative, but if they did then you've genuinely got hibours* au vin. Owl is poultry, n'est-ce pas? *The official D&D translation of owlbear is ours-hibou (literally bear-owl), but this was so obvious and elegent. JustJeff88 fucked around with this message at 16:56 on Aug 9, 2023 |
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CobiWann posted:Our Tanicus game has run into a goblin tribe attempting to become sophisticated, complete with bowties and not using contractions. I'm stealing this for a future goblin PC.
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Owl is poultry, but bear is red, I think?
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CobiWann posted:Owl is poultry, but bear is red, I think? But is owlbear red or white meat? Does it vary depending on which bit of the owlbear you're pulling the meat from?
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Ichabod Sexbeast posted:But is owlbear red or white meat? Does it vary depending on which bit of the owlbear you're pulling the meat from? It's like duck and a little of both.
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Ichabod Sexbeast posted:But is owlbear red or white meat? Does it vary depending on which bit of the owlbear you're pulling the meat from? Clearly the solution is a rosé.
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Lemniscate Blue posted:Clearly the solution is a rosé. gently caress, beaten
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Where would goblins find rosé sauce?
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CobiWann posted:Where would goblins find rosé sauce? Water down a red?
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MelvinBison posted:Water down a red? That's a very goblin solution, I like it.
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MelvinBison posted:Water down a red? Goblins are evil, so they would red up a white.
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Golden Bee posted:Hooray for Hellwood! By Garnett Elliot. A new British invasion. A crowded session today. Devika, Aldous, Penny, Florence, Connie and Professor Yancey. And of course they were all at Javid’s art opening in Paris, admiring the photos… until gossip came in. How dreadfully tacky, the English were being overrun by an army of zombie pirates! Devika asked a pompous colonel (Robert “Douchey” Dashington) that had been bothering the group… would he be willing to gather his old unit if she gave him access to a jet? He agreed, and the group took a boat over to Albion. This turned out to be a massive mistake. Not only did Florence and Devi get massively seasick, there was a giant squid. Penny was nearly suffocated by one of its tentacles. Florence rallied the passengers, the professor overclocked the engines. Connie used her gift for physical misdirection to lure the squid’s tendrils toward the propellers. The creature thrashed, and nearly killed dozens, but retreated when it lost limbs to the giant slicers. quote:Devika sought out Florence; in the churning battle, the 13-year-old had been sick all over herself. Florence took her to the stateroom and cleaned her up. The Aussie torch singer was flabbergasted when Devika asked her about her relationship with her parents. More so when Devi told her “You’d be a good mom.” The group made a stop over at one of England's premier sites of piracy: Blackgang Chine on the Isle of Wight. The fact it was a theme park was completely coincidental. Penny, Florence and Devika went to the top of the Ferris wheel, trying to see what they could of England’s shoreline. Luckily, Devi stopped at the gift shop, paying top dollar for an antique “display only” spyglass. The pirates were being led by William the Conqueror, who the players had pointedly not defeated* in "A Stranger in the Alps!". Oops. Meanwhile, the extremely straightforward professor caused a panic when he hacked into the PA system, asking any undead pirates to please report to the funhouse entrance for questioning. Connie barely managed to smooth things over; Penny An’Te read the Jamaican The Riot Act. The group tried to intervene, but decided that this was “just how Islanders solved things.” The group bought a bunch of pirate costumes and headed for the mainland. Unfortunately, panicking civilians had taken the best boats off the island. Devika cleaned up Florence, who had forcibly reiterated the theme park's cuisine. Penny’s description of what she saw in the telescope inspired a memory in Professor Yancey… the conqueror was likely using an Egyptian artifact to control the dead! Over to the mainland! Aldous snuck in, and confirmed that the would-be tyrant was conspiring with other pirate kings. What the zombie cabal lacked in tactics, they made up for in a nearly infinite number of dead soldiers. The players came up with a clever scheme: create a ‘better’ staff, and trade it. The plan was almost spoiled by several factors: Aldous saw Trudy imprisoned, which sent Florence into a frenzy. Florence charged off to rescue her girlfriend before any plan could be finalized. The second factor was the arrival of the British Air Force and Dashington’s squad. The British Air Force was chased off when Connie hit a baseball through one of their windscreens. They weren’t scared of the baseball, but it was proof that non-pirates were down there, so bombing was out of the question. Luckily, the group was able to pull off the scheme. The butler and the mad scientist collaborated on a color-changing staff. The group rescued Trudy, and Florence pretended to be a pirate queen, “showing off the power” of the new invention. (This led to the line of the session: "Compared to our staff, your toy looks like...a child's toy. ... for babies.") Connie and Penny did a great job pretending to be subservient undead. When William tossed over the actual artifact, Penny shot him in the head. The group used the staff to command the undead back into the ocean. At which point, they were arrested for (prior) treason by the British army. Anybody know a lawyer? *And in fact enabled. Golden Bee fucked around with this message at 23:50 on Apr 29, 2024 |
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*Jessica by The Allman Brothers begins to play* Tonight, Zinnia avoids a fight by convincing a Storm Giant Quintessant to become a Warlock patron...     ...the group one-shots a Warlock of the Fiend...    ...and according to my DM, Warlocks may not serve two Patrons at the same time. The spell is Polymorph, not Polypact.
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Golden Bee posted:Oceans are now battlefields! There was no need to execute prisoners; troublemakers would die soon anyway. They all would. We start with Lala arriving with lawyer Tacito Uriel Velasco at H&M Wakefield prison in England. The characters are paroled, facing trial in a few months because of their tertiary culpability in bringing William the Conqueror to England. Devika whines that the pillows were lumpy and they didn’t even have third helpings. This is the worst prison in the world. No adventure this week, vacation time. Meanwhile, on the other side of the world… Detective JP Diamond, ‘Big Man’ Adonis Carcetti, and Whistlin' Inquo were in the exercise yard of Devil's Island. On the way to help their escape was Trudy Truman, ace reporter. This week featured the B team! The players selected their favorite minor characters from previous sessions. JP was the PI-turned-zombie from "Beignet, Done That." Adonis was one of Baltimore’s crime lords from "The Demise of Dr. Enigma". Trudy was Florence’s constantly kidnapped girlfriend, and Inquo was Atlantean royalty turned hobo, who had joined the team on the "Race for the Electric Orb!". Each character was expanded; JP was a southern gentleman, gangly and willing to dig into any mystery, including his own death. Big man was not just a gang leader, but a utopian philosopher who ran a health food restaurant in addition to his gym. Trudy was a former rich girl, and basically immune to criticism from strangers. Anyway, prison was hell. Luckily, the party was extremely hardy. The real Devil’s Island had a mortality rate north of 70%, with heat exhaustion, tropical disease and squalor earning it the nickname “the dry guillotine”. Inquo decided to scan the yard for a fixer, discovering Dormand, a fellow Atlantean. Adonis quickly whipped up a gang, was thrown into the hole, and used his fellow inmates as stepping stones while he bent the bars. Patience, charm, burglary and muscle were all vital in arranging the escape. Trudy had arranged a fishing boat and new, false documentation. But even with Inquo and his new pal sabotaging a patrol boat, the group barely escaped! Trudy drove at ludicrous speed, crashing the boat into the jungle. After a series of haircuts and new outfits, the group made their way back to Baltimore… To find out had sent them to prison in the first place! Trouble reared its head quickly. A routine dinner at the big man’s ‘health food restaurant’ was interrupted by an addled college student. He entered normally, then pulled out a piece and plugged one of Garc’s best lieutenants! Before anyone could react, he turned the pistol on himself. Horrifying. Now, JP Diamond is the best investigator our campaign has ever seen. He rolled a +7 and +8 on his two rolls, unraveling the mystery at will. The shooter had old tickets stubs for a local hypnotist. Another similar slaying at a boxing arena confirmed the group's suspicions: someone was committing hypnotic murders! At the hypnotist’s venue, the group ran into some old friends. Bebe was there, eager for stage time, being told that the hypnotists had booked out the rest of the month. In the showroom, Devika was arguing that she deserved a refund because “you couldn’t even hypnotize me.” Yes, the gang was relaxing from their British prison sentence by crashing with Dr. Enigma at his mansion! A highlight of the session was Devika interacting with every member of the B Team. Trudy she loved, Adonis she was scared of (being a crime boss who had flirted with her mother), JP she barely remembered but sensed his mystical essence… and Inquo she just said hi to. Bebe was more frustrating. She recognized the revenant detective, asking him questions about Marie Laveau, and singing a few words in his ears… that caused him to gray out in mindless rage! He attacked her and it took the rest of the party combined to pry him away. Using this as evidence of widespread hypnotism, Bebe got the Amazing Anthony kicked out of the venue. JP, faculties regained, met Anthony in the parking lot. After a few questions, he had cased Anthony and his sidekick completely. Dirt on the tires, out-of-town plates, spare tent hooks in the trunk. These guys worked for the circus… Just like villainous mesmerist Amram Sadiq Khan! —— The players were sidelined by routine villain antics: Silver Scarab wanted to meet Adonis and discuss splitting territory. This meeting was interrupted by Feline Fury flying through a window and kicking Scarab in the face! JP waited by the skylight and punched the sneaky Dr. Enigma in the kisser. Trudy noped out of there. Inquo didn’t wanna cause problems, but broke another window to vent the gas bomb someone had dropped. The big man hollered at the top of his lungs, demanding the fight end before the police got there. He then condescendingly explained the situation, telling the crime fighters he would deal with them later! It was already way too late at night for this baloney. The next morning, the headlines were all about the murders. But the arts section of the Baltimore Star had an odd story. Chanteuse Florence Ziegler had been seen in town lately, but disappeared completely. Her rival Bebe Brossard was suspected. The southern singer was seen arguing in a lobby, then gained a stage show under mysterious circumstances. Odd! JP put the clues together expertly, his pinnacle skill meeting perfect success on the dice. At this point, the players were drowning in free invokes of “cracked the case”. The group went to the circus, discovered Florence (hypnotized), and decided to confront Khan… until Bebe showed up. Adonis began flirting with her, and it was love at first embarrassing PDA. Khan and his twin brother were in the big top. The B team sat on the bleachers (except for Adonis, busy kissing outside). Somehow, they all resisted the mass hypnosis of mind masters! The Atlantean and the detective jumped into action. Trudy needed to be convinced by Florence. JP approached the organist, smashing the musician's head into the instrument. The hypnotism stopped. Whistlin' Inquo freed the animals, preventing villainous reinforcements. Trudy used her contacts to gather the clowns… The Big Man stopped snogging long enough to take centerstage against the twins. They tried to stab him, but he grabbed Amram’s brother, bent all his fingers the wrong way, and pulled into an arm capture clothesline! The mystic collapsed in the sawdust. Unfortunately, Amram escaped, barely getting away from a tiny car filled with clowns. Trudy and Florence got to catch up at their favorite crab place. Inquo, former prince of Atlantis, modestly accepted a new post as chairman of the hobos. And JP used his last invoke of “cracked the case” to show up in the office of the functionary who had put him in his friends in the world’s worst prison… and give the guy a bit of chin music. The B Team! Golden Bee fucked around with this message at 23:44 on Apr 29, 2024 |
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 That's a Barioth from Monster Hunter! ...why haven't I thought of converting MH monsters to my game? That's a brilliant
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Aniodia posted:
I can ask where he got the model, but in-game the DM called it an "echo drake," hence the clear model on the other side of the chamber.
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Nah, it's all good, I have a pretty good idea where they got it anyway. It's just, seeing it made me wonder why I never thought of converting MH monsters over, is all.
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CobiWann posted:*Jessica by The Allman Brothers begins to play* How long does it take for your GM to physically set up these fights? I mean, drat, these look like some elaborate sets and rummaging around in bins for matching walls could take awhile. Hell- it takes me forever just to locate a bunch of matching d6-es out of my adventure people safari net dice bag to represent a squad of orcs, nevermind pulling floors, walls, and appropriate figurines from various boxes for a boss fight.
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Agrikk posted:How long does it take for your GM to physically set up these fights? The way our group plays, we tend to let him know in advance which way we're going to go / what fights we're going to be engaging in, so he'll set them up during the week and bring them out when it's go time. For spur of the moment fights or encounters while camping, he'll grab some terrain / buildings and throw down an appropriate map, set the plexiglass on top of it, and then put down the terrain.
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Golden Bee posted:The B-Team! Know your roll and shut your mouth. The last session summary was a bit of a bear, so I’m gonna try and post highlights. Hard, because one of my players said “Every part was my favorite part.” This session was a pleasure cruise between the isles of Samoa. We had Penny, Lord Simon, Florence, returning Lawyer/Spirit Boxer Tácito, and investigator Yoriko “Zelda” Saeki, a new player but a returning character. The cruise was based around the world’s finest gamblers, so the roster included: Lord Simon’s art-smuggler boyfriend Matthew, the Grey Gargoyle, “Buck” Searsroe, Sabina Andosini (who I don’t think has appeared in 50 game sessions), Devika, as well as rivals Roto and Darlene from the summer camp adventure. Oh, and the entertainment was Gertrude "Lulu" An’Te, Penny’s sister. The one Florence couldn’t stop sleeping with. Penny’s failed attempts to keep her sister away from her friend formed the backbone of the session. After the uninvited PCs scammed their way onto the cruise, they learned the basis of the trip: the mysterious “Mr. Roulette” had invited the world’s luckiest card sharps to compete in contests of their own devising. This, of course, meant tremendous cheating. A contest to solicit ribbons from the audience led to Lord Simon stealing the spare ribbons from the supply closet. Buck had a phantom shooter to help him with the skeet competition. But emotional drama and judgey camp counselors kept the group from discovering what they needed to know, the identity of Mr. Roulette! Before they figured it out, their source (Roto) turned up as chum. He was dumped overboard to make the ocean swimming race more interesting. It turns out Mr. Roulette was an old hobo friend of Florence’s, who had also made a demonic pact. Roulette wasn’t satisfied with demonic fortune, and had parlayed his contract into a deal with the luck goddess Lakshmi. Not only was he sapping luck from everyone on board, but the final part of his plan was crashing the boat into Pago Pago harbor. He would survive, and the dynamite in the hold would clear out all the evidence. The players were too clever for this. Simon stole Roulette’s ceremonial necklace and snuck away. While everyone else fixed the ship’s steering, lawyer Tácito pursued the villain! Even though he didn’t catch the crook, he made the argument that demonic deals still had to be paid. Roulette laughed, saying that he was far too rich and lucky for justice. Try again next time, Jade Jaguar. Soon after, on Pago Pago, Lulu put the moves on a semi-reluctant Florence. She pushed Flo against a palm tree… knocking loose a clay pigeon from the skeet shoot. It fell on Roulette, cracking his skull and killing him. Some people have all the luck. Golden Bee fucked around with this message at 23:40 on Apr 29, 2024 |
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Golden Bee posted:Luck be a Lady! At times she has a very unladylike way of running out
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According to my DM, Banishment will not take the target to Detroit.
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CobiWann posted:According to my DM, Banishment will not take the target to Detroit. Well sure, there's evil and then there's Evil.
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What if you specified the basement of a high school in the Detroit suburbs?
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I'm at Dragon Con hanging out in the RPG area and just heard someone loudly complain about WotC turning 4e into an MMO. How is this still happening?
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We defeated Warhammer Jack The Ripper in our Warhammer But In The Industrial Age campaign, by the power of everclear (well, actually, he was trying to murder/drug my PC with it), elves, crossdressing, and an anti-curse chicken.
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Golden Bee posted:Luck be a Lady! And I smoke my pipe and I meditate in the light of the Midnight Sun, And sometimes I wonder if they was, the awful things I done. I started the session like this: quote:"Canadian Thanksgiving. The second Monday of October, at the Hotel Vancouver in the town of the same name. A seemingly endless procession of local delicacies have been brought into the penthouse dining room. Out the window, snow drifts over Coal Harbor. At the head of the table is honored guest Robert W. Service, the bard of British Columbia. I would recommend, in modern games, always asking the players what they’re wearing. Florence had a smart red suit with a tiny white hat. (Devika later copied the look.) Connie showed up with slacks and a stained sweater. Simon was dressed elegantly, in a coat with lots of hidden pockets. Yoriko “Zelda” Saeki and her best friend Penny An’te were both bundled up, even inside. Early warning that Canada wouldn’t agree with them. The group was told, after dessert, that Devika’s gold mine was no longer paying up. It wasn’t a banking issue, but lately the profits weren’t making it downriver. Anyone up for a journey into rural BC? The players’ adventure prep was hilarious, because no one wanted to spend their own money. Penny’s attempts at gambling were utter failures; miscounting cards and misidentifying fake bettors. Despite initial attempts to dissuade Zelda (“These aren't blueprints, they’re… a really boring board game you wouldn’t like. We don’t even know why we’re playing it”,) Flo and Simon had a perfect heist. The only thing they were unsure of was if the forgery replacement was any good. A problem for another time! The trip out of civilization went swimmingly… until the aerial tram ride down and over Devil’s Gate River. Red Jasmine cultists attempted to kidnap Devika by stopping the tram and attempting to kill everyone else. The group’s chaotic response involved a lot of gunfire. The would-be kidnappers at the ride's bottom tried to destroy the mechanism, so Connie clambered on top of the tram car and swung down the wire using her bat like a zip line. Lord Simon found the E-brake in time to prevent a catastrophic crash, and Zelda splattered a Jasminite who had managed to get the drop on Connie. It was a gory finish, observed by the woman waiting to rent the group sled dogs. —— During break, I played this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJNZwuamwj0 —— Normally, Lala or Aldous take over driving duties. With neither of them around, leading the expedition fell to Penny. Given the short straw, she bonded with the dogs, but had absolutely no sense for outdoor winter survival. The group (minus Connie Johnson, hearty pro athlete) was shivering and ill by the time they made it to town. To get the idea across, I made the players (minus Connie) read this selection of Robert W. Service’s The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill. quote:You know what it’s like in the Yukon wild when it’s sixty-nine below; In Minarette, players investigated the scant locations: the sawmill, the general store/bar, and the logging camp. Leighton Lee, the Metís owner/operator, convinced Zelda that the payments had probably been stolen by Paul “the Blackheart” Patnaude. The players were frightened to learn that Patnaude was a bear trainer and a cuss. He had lost an eyeball to the creatures but still trained them and owned a great stretch of land outside of town. More pressing than this was the sleeping situation. After days of unpleasant camping, no one wanted to rough it, but the “hotel” was a single bed in the back of the general store. Devika claimed the room immediately for her and Lord Simon. Florence used her charm on a little old lady, staying in the guest room in exchange for a lot of prayer. The rest of the group headed to the logging camp. After very forcefully setting the terms of the visit (“not prostitutes!”), they were goaded into gambling. But the lumberjacks didn’t like cards as much as they did log rolling. This competition quickly led to Penny and Zelda taking a dunk in the ice-cold river, and Connie defeating all comers. Athletics was athletics, whether it was batting, fielding, or running in place on a log. The next morning, Connie asked the loggers how to contact the Blackheart. A carrier pigeon was dispatched, and a few hours later, the outdoorsman arrived in a sled pulled by two black bears. He was ornery, but Connie was charming. She leveraged her newfound popularity into a deep conversation and potentially a romance. It turns out that Patnaude hadn’t killed any gold mine courier; that was a lie by the rat bastard Leighton! The bastard probably meant for the group to trespass on Blackheart’s land and get slaughtered. Simon and Zelda, the sneakiest members of the group, infiltrated the mill. His lordship found evidence that the sawmill was mostly made to inconvenience the gold mine, on behalf of Doc Midas’s New York company. Zelda noticed that some of the machinery was too clean… but was conked on the back of the head, and woke up tied to a log! Lord Simon rushed to stop the whirring factory and this might’ve been the unluckiest roll of the year+ long campaign. The players had to reroll twice and spend another fate point just to get to adequate… Zelda barely survived, with her beloved bowler hat being mulched, and her hair winding once around the sawblade before the power got cut. The group jumped into search for the owner, barely avoiding more death traps. They were in the control room when they heard the whistles and horns of the RCMP… the Mounties were here, to investigate “trespassing!” Florence called upon her charm and status as a commonwealth citizen to calm them down. Wouldn’t they like to see evidence of criminal behavior? Leighton, furious that he was outargued by “imbecilic outsiders”, grabbed a Mountie’s pistol and shot Saeki. She flinched, and it pierced her shoulder. She responded with one shot between the legs and another through the forehead. Gasping, she explained: “Officers, if you come this way, we have some evidence in the office…” Of course, the group would need another way home. The air tram was closed for repairs. This is when Florence's player pointed out that the mystery's solution was obvious. “The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill was about someone getting sawn up.” Golden Bee fucked around with this message at 23:37 on Apr 29, 2024 |
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Sep 4, 2023 18:54
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Back in page 347, about three years ago, I detailed some stories about the Wrestling game I played in. The DM for that game decided to create an archive for the game, which includes basically all of the in-ring episodes, which can be found here. It's honestly a massive undertaking, and there's a lot to read, and currently the archiving is up to the start of season 2 (out of 3). There's also some of the weird memes and extra content as well. This was probably some of the most interesting RPing that I've ever been in, so if you are interested in seeing how the game (World Wide Wrestling, a pbta) works using play-by-post on discord, give it a look!
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Sep 4, 2023 23:35
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According to my DM, casting Disguise Self at a higher level does not turn my PC into Gene Parmesan.
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Sep 7, 2023 14:42
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CobiWann posted:According to my DM, casting Disguise Self at a higher level does not turn my PC into Gene Parmesan. No, it visits a far worse fate on you. It turns your PC into Dana Carvey
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Sep 7, 2023 14:58
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Ichabod Sexbeast posted:No, it visits a far worse fate on you. BRB, asking my DM if I can play a Tortle in the next campaign.
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CobiWann posted:BRB, asking my DM if I can play a Tortle in the next campaign. I would give a bonus level to whoever PK'd you.
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