Post by: Ozarck on September 10, 2016, 09:24:18 am
Spoiler: Acknowledgements (click to show/hide)
You find yourselves in various locations around a pair of large wagons, complete with two pairs of rhinoceroses to pull them.
Wolfman, you are the driver on the lead cart.
PYLON, you are strapped in to the back of the lead cart, with a view of both carts. You have a weird little module attached to you with a couple buttons on it. manipulating one button will read off a list of supplies in gnome voice. The other buttons read off lists of required items, in the voices of several of the npcs. looks like it's mostly barter. PYLON is to guard the carts from theft and teammate fuckery. And also to NOT kill the rhinoceroses. Also, some of hte items listed are a tad volatile, so try not to set them off either.
You other two are kinda plopped into the second cart. You were dumped in unceremoniously, right on top of piles of stuff.
Looking about, youfind yourselves in a desert that feels hotter than even Omega Base. looking up, you begin to see why. Two suns sit high in the sky: one, a small orange blob, and the other, a tiny blue pinprick. that one hurts to look at. And, across a large swath of the flat horizon, is a large glowing arc, like a setting sun writ ten times as large and a tenth the brightness.
The road ahead is dusty, flat, and empty. a small map, also attached to PYLON, suggests that the city you are heading to lies in a canyn up ahead, but it is not visible in the baked haze that is your immediate future.
Oh, and Altair has a little wooden disk with a copper band encircling it that he can use to practice his craft. If he came along at all.
Post by: killerhellhound on September 10, 2016, 09:45:21 am
Sure they can teleport people all over the planet but cant keep us cool in the heat
Look for weapons/water in the carts and look for any towns or villages that we are supposed to get the supplies from
Post by: Egan_BW on September 10, 2016, 02:19:14 pm
Zap any insects that get too close to the cargo.
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 10, 2016, 03:37:15 pm
Post by: Ozarck on September 10, 2016, 04:59:49 pm
Sweating in the heatYou find a sack labeled with an Omega, and images depicting a furry fanged thing, an obelisk with zappy lines coming out of it, a little guy holding fresh bread with aroma lines coming off it, and some funny symbols and a little dancing frog. Inside are wide brimmed hats and canteens.
Sure they can teleport people all over the planet but cant keep us cool in the heat
Look for weapons/water in the carts and look for any towns or villages that we are supposed to get the supplies from
"FORWARD, FURRY. PYLON IS NOT INTERESTED IN WAITING AROUND FOR YOUR SLOW MIND."the furry guy, whose name I have forgotten, places a hat on you. You zap some motes in the air, but find no insects to speak of at the moment.
Zap any insects that get too close to the cargo.
((Can I get a more thorough description of my wooden circle(rough size, how sturdy it seems to be, how heavy it is, etcetera). Also, what do I know about the rhinos, and what can I find out by watching them?))it is abotu a foot and a half in diameter, an inch and a half thick, is sturdy enough to stand on, and weighs about five pounds. It's awkward enough that you can't just carry it around and still use both hands for complicated tasks. The rhinos are big, smelly, and seemingly placid at the moment. One of them poops at you. well, at the ground in your general direction. It's smally and round and brown. They have small ears (the rhinos, not the poops) and beady eyes. they are wide with shortish legs.They have two horns, sie by side on their snouts, and a small crownof bone ridges on their heads.
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 10, 2016, 05:07:31 pm
Oy, driver! Mind doing me a favor? I just had the most fantastic idea, and I'll need your cooperation.
Post by: Egan_BW on September 10, 2016, 05:44:40 pm
Lightly zap any mad science that could endanger the mission and the cargo.
Post by: killerhellhound on September 10, 2016, 07:44:27 pm
(Varrick NightStalker is my characters name)
Tell me the idea first and I might consider it
Post by: Yoink on September 10, 2016, 07:56:45 pm
If offered a hat, hide under it gratefully.
"...Um, where are we going?"
Post by: Ozarck on September 11, 2016, 06:41:32 pm
"PYLON DOES NOT THINK THAT SO CALLED BRILLIANT IDEAS ARE THE TASK AT HAND."No mad science is immediately forthcoming. wait is he gesturing ominously? Better zap him to be sure. and that Rhino is giving you the evil eye. better give it a good jolt too. In fact, everyone here is mad. better lightly frie the lot of them.
Lightly zap any mad science that could endanger the mission and the cargo.
Start moving carts moving on the road or in the direction of any towns I can see. Also put on a hat.Hat placed. You whip the reins a bit, with a little 'hya!' The Rhinos take off suddenly, with a jolt, tipping you backward in your seat, and knocking PYLON into a thirty seven degree angle. The Rhinos make steady progress toward teh gulch ahead. you hope they know when to stop. They .... do know when to stop, don't they?
(Varrick NightStalker is my characters name)
Tell me the idea first and I might consider it
Huddle down in the wagon, attempting to shield my past(r)y white skin from the wrath of the suns.You take a hat and cover your lightly freckled skinny legs. You squish and adjust to keep out of direct sunlight, but it's a challenge, especially with the sudden, jerky motions the Rhinos make.
If offered a hat, hide under it gratefully.
"...Um, where are we going?"
Post by: Egan_BW on September 11, 2016, 06:57:28 pm
Wait.
Post by: killerhellhound on September 11, 2016, 08:09:06 pm
Post by: Yoink on September 11, 2016, 08:48:13 pm
Also try not to get sunburnt.
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 11, 2016, 08:54:13 pm
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on September 12, 2016, 07:09:14 pm
resume napping until we arrive, if at all possible.
Post by: Ozarck on September 13, 2016, 06:22:16 pm
"YEE HAW COWBOY."Ah, the classics, they never go out of style. You wonder idly how many gallons this hat is.
Wait.
use the reins to try to avoid driving off anythingYou get the rhinos onto the descending road witout incident. turns out, it is rather broad and at a shallow slope. You look out on a wide, deep canyon. at the bottom is a sea that extends to either side to the horizon. You faintly see what may be cliffs directly across though. below you is a layer of cloud, which stretches out across the sea. It seems to rest in a band of hte atmosphere, below the level of the cliffs, but well above the level of the canyon floor. As you enter the cloud layer, visibility drops to near zero, and temperatures drop a bit, but the humidity makes everyone very uncomfortable.
after a while, you descend below the clouds and get your first look at the city. It is massive, sprawling, brightly lit, and swarming with sapients. numerous roads extend up the cliffs into residential areas build along the steep slopes, or along the broad canyon plain, or into the cliff face itself, or even arcing out into the sea. Some of the ones going out to sea appear to fall below the sea, and there is traffic on those as well as on the others. Your particular road is lightly traveled until you get a bit closer, where rads begin to merge and mingle. THe architecture of the place is eclectic, with tall spires, bright blue towers, coral like buildings, rough stone monoliths, wide open areas and densely packed. Some of the spires have traffic branching off them as well, both along lines that crisscross the city, and through the air itself.
"Papers, please." Greets a professionally friendly voice at the checkpoint.
Hang onto my hat. Hang onto the wagon. Just generally hang on.You get a little pink. luckily, your constitution absorbs the damage and the pink begins to settle in after a while. might get a tan if you are lucky. or the pink could turn red - it's at that threshold.
Also try not to get sunburnt.
Attemlt to ignore the driver's blatant disrespect for his elders, while gently stroking Terry's back. Whistle cheerfully while doing so.you poke your roach in the head a time or two, while sputtering an attempt at Old Man River, with a slightly sardonic smile. your feelings are only hurt a little.
peek out from under the burlap sacks.The plateau you just left feels ... right. going down into the underlands feels less right. You fall asleep again almost aimmediately, and are awoken by the sound ofthe customs guard asking for papers.
resume napping until we arrive, if at all possible.
Post by: killerhellhound on September 13, 2016, 07:16:54 pm
Everyone up and help me find the paperwork
Putting deed to action he starts digging through the carts looking for the paperwork
(I'm going to attempt to roleplay someone with -2 to carisma, on a trading mission. Well this is going to end in !!FUN!!)
Post by: Yoink on September 13, 2016, 10:22:13 pm
He rummaged half-heartedly through the cart he was in, looking for any paper-y objects he could find. Or any food. He was still a bit hungry.
Help search the cart I'm in for our papers. If we have any of those. Or a snack if there's anything like that to be had.
Go back to admiring the surroundings at the earliest opportunity.
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on September 13, 2016, 11:11:39 pm
while he inspects them put him under very close scrutiny and divest him of any snacks in his possession.
Post by: Egan_BW on September 13, 2016, 11:40:46 pm
"THAT SHOULD NOT BE NECESSARY. PYLON AND ITS COMPANIONS ARE SENT UNDER ORDER OF THE OMEGA LEGION, WITH THE WILL OF THE CROWN BEHIND US. THE ORGANIC WOULD BE WELL ADVISED TO OBSERVE OUR MARKS AND LET US PASS."
Be a tiny metal god of anger and thunder.
Post by: Ozarck on September 14, 2016, 04:44:09 pm
Varrick growls a little at the annoyanceYou shove a handful of papers at the officer. She smiles .. weird how humans do that, it sends chills up your spine .. and begins to leaf through them, handing most back to you, stamping a couple, and taking a few of them. "Please wait here. Pull your carts over to this area, if you will, for a routine inspection. Oh! Where are my manners? Welcome to Om'Genia!"
Everyone up and help me find the paperwork
Putting deed to action he starts digging through the carts looking for the paperwork
(I'm going to attempt to roleplay someone with -2 to carisma, on a trading mission. Well this is going to end in !!FUN!!)
You pullo ver, and the guards do a brisk search of the cart. Finding nothing amiss, except the occupants ("they are on the manifest, they must be the ones." "it's Omega, they never cease to perplex"), they wave you onward.
Awed by the increasingly strange sights of both the landscape and the approaching city, Thrips had forgotten his fear of sunburn (they were shielded by cloud now, anyway) and was staring wide-eyed and open-mouthed out of the cart at his surroundings. His bung eye was so overwhelmed by the sights on offer that it had come askew and was drifting lazily down and leftwards, only to snap more-or-less back into place at Varrick's growled command.You hand some loose papers to Varrick and discover, in your travel bag, some of Omega's standard fare - stale bread and moldy cheese. It's less hard than normal. They must have gone all out for this expedition. 'Covered by clouds' does not mean 'safe from sunburn.' nor is the cloud bank universal. In fact, from below, it is more of a haze than a cloud bank. Or perhaps the clouds have dispersed. Nevertheless, you avoid sunburn for another round.
He rummaged half-heartedly through the cart he was in, looking for any paper-y objects he could find. Or any food. He was still a bit hungry.
Help search the cart I'm in for our papers. If we have any of those. Or a snack if there's anything like that to be had.
Go back to admiring the surroundings at the earliest opportunity.
seek out the flattenned tree barks and if found give them to varrick.You pull some papers off of PYLON and hand them to Varrick, who stuffs them at the guard. these seem to satisfy her, and she directs the group off to the side, where a small group of guards matches your supplies with your manifest. You pick through Varrick's fur and find a few juicy ticks. You barely notice at first when the guard sticks a couple of those flattened tree barks into your hand.
while he inspects them put him under very close scrutiny and divest him of any snacks in his possession.
PYLON emits a sound comparable to running a lightning bolt over a cheese grater made of crickets.One of the guards sets you upright, with a soothing "yes, yes, there there." Apoplectic with rage, you holler "Fear Me! I am very angry now! The smiting shall commence! The Queen will have your heads!" but no one really pays you any mind. You are still rattling on when the cart rattles on.
"THAT SHOULD NOT BE NECESSARY. PYLON AND ITS COMPANIONS ARE SENT UNDER ORDER OF THE OMEGA LEGION, WITH THE WILL OF THE CROWN BEHIND US. THE ORGANIC WOULD BE WELL ADVISED TO OBSERVE OUR MARKS AND LET US PASS."
Be a tiny metal god of anger and thunder.
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 14, 2016, 05:52:46 pm
Post by: killerhellhound on September 14, 2016, 07:33:04 pm
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on September 14, 2016, 09:50:54 pm
where theres food stalls, stores cant be far away.
Post by: Ozarck on September 15, 2016, 05:04:02 pm
Look around as we travel. Watch the other cart to see if there appears to be anything interesting about it, other than its cargo. Out of the corner of my eye, check out Pylon and try and learn more about how it works.The cart is pretty sturdy, which might be surprising, considering Omega's apparent limitations on budget.
"Hey PYLON, how do you work?"
"I shout at insufferable fools, and electrocute things."
Follow my nose to the market district.
where theres food stalls, stores cant be far away.
continue onward into town start looking around for places we could start shopping for suppliesConveniently, your 'to do' list has directions to the nearest commercial district. And look at that, right next to a farmers' market. The schnitzel smells divine. Your first task will be to unload three bags of serrated spider silk to the Finch Brothers' Tailor Shop. Looks like a classy establishment.
You roll up to the front of the shop. It's in a busy area, but is just off the main throughway, on a quieter side street. it has real glass windows in front, and a balcony and everything. Even the paint looks new. After this stop, you'll need to deliver some spices to the Charmbriam Cookery, thre blocks over, and pick up Six pounds of Shroopotatoes.
Post by: killerhellhound on September 15, 2016, 07:04:06 pm
When inside the shop Delivery
After head to the Charmbriam cookery
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 15, 2016, 08:07:03 pm
Wait for the cart to stop. Without speaking, try to get a look at Pylon. See if I can discern anything about how he functions.
Post by: Egan_BW on September 15, 2016, 08:15:22 pm
Post by: Yoink on September 15, 2016, 10:25:15 pm
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on September 15, 2016, 10:49:59 pm
pull out my geode and pick up a rock off of the street, see if I can channel my sorcery through the geode in order to cause an amber shell to form around the rock.
Post by: Ozarck on September 18, 2016, 11:29:58 am
Grab the spider silk bags for delivery and dump them inside of the shop(1) Well, finally, we have our first diplomatic crisis. You grab the silk off the cart and stalk toward the shop, shouting "I got's yer goods here, ya lot o stitchers!." The friendly snarl is grated by a piercing scream from a rotund lady behind the counter, wearing a little too much makeup. An older preying mantis looking bug guy with a broom rushes over to bar the door, and the tailor, currently measuring a sturdy looking gentleman turns, wide eyed toward the door. The gentleman raises a whistle to his lips and blows, a higher pitched sound than the keening lady. Guards materialize from the side of the shop, where they look like they had been resting. THey wear matching sets of armor with colorful cloaks. All their metal gleams in the sunlight.
When inside the shop Delivery
After head to the Charmbriam cookery
((The reason I said "out of the corner of my eye" was to be subtle about it. I was trying to avoid Pylon even noticing my gaze IC. I'll try to be more clear about my intentions next time.))(2) nope, nothing. Looks like a lamppost on a cart.
Wait for the cart to stop. Without speaking, try to get a look at Pylon. See if I can discern anything about how he functions.
Anything we're looking to pick up from here?the list says the shop will issue you a letter of credit, to be shown at the other shops along the way, along with whatever other paperwork is needed. List says nothing about an armed escort though.
Follow Varrick into the shop, pretending to help as an excuse to have a look around. Admire/examine the stuff on display.Yep, those sure are some pointing spears, and shiny helmets on those guards surrounding you guys. the froth on Varrick's lips sure is foamy, and his red rimmed eyes sure do have a friendly wildness about them. Boy, it's like going home all over again. You cast an eye about for some female bakers apprentices, but are disappointed to see none.
experiment with sorcery while the silk gets delivered.Well, you need an amber forming substance to make an amber shell, but your sorcery does crystallize the rock. It goes a little overboard and the rock shatters with a small bang, causing severa lspears to be leveled your way. a robed figure strides out of the shop ... you think it's a robe. could be a tarp. the thing is hunched, almost longer than it is tall, and comes up to your chest in height. Never the less, it seems confident and prepared.
pull out my geode and pick up a rock off of the street, see if I can channel my sorcery through the geode in order to cause an amber shell to form around the rock.
Post by: Egan_BW on September 18, 2016, 01:34:24 pm
Defuse situation by speaking very loudly. And sparking.
Post by: Dutrius on September 18, 2016, 02:38:02 pm
Zzz... Soap... Ack! Where am I?
Look to see what equipment I have on/around me.
Spoiler: Durmokh (click to show/hide)
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 18, 2016, 02:52:35 pm
You're in a cart which is surrounded by a horde of irritable spear-clutching fops. Lay low and be quiet if you don't want to get stabbed.
He turns to the cockroach perched on his shoulder.
Same goes for you Terry.
Post by: Dutrius on September 18, 2016, 02:54:55 pm
Lay low and be quiet.
Post by: Yoink on September 18, 2016, 05:41:17 pm
Conveniently become fascinated by some inconsequential item in my vicinity.
Study it with the closest scrutiny, looking deep in thought, pondering its every detail as though whatever-it-is holds the golden keys to the secret meaning of existence. Perhaps it does? One never knows where such metaphysical items may be hidden. I'd best make sure, perhaps this whole situation has been brought about by the Fates purely so that I could have a chance to unlock the invaluable secrets of this seemingly-mundane object.
Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
Edit: If Varrick manages to make his escape, be sure to follow.
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on September 18, 2016, 05:57:02 pm
Put my geode away and inspect the hunchback from where I stand.
Post by: killerhellhound on September 18, 2016, 07:33:36 pm
Post by: Ozarck on September 19, 2016, 04:27:11 pm
"HELLO GENTLEMEN. PYLON IS HERE TO DELIVER SUPPLIES FROM OMEGA. DO NOT MIND PYLON'S ESCORT, THEY ARE FROM OMEGA, AFTER ALL."(2) well, that helped. Not really. I mean, for the most part, the guards are focusing on the frothing wolfman, so it's no big deal. but they seem to ignore your claims. Professionals, waiting on orders, or action.
Defuse situation by speaking very loudly. And sparking.
Wake up in the cart.any equipment you possess and would likely carry with you, you have. so ... the cheesemaking stuff? Why not. You and the baker over there could set up shop in this town
Zzz... Soap... Ack! Where am I?
Look to see what equipment I have on/around me.
-snip-
Right...I'll allow the double action this time .... (2) unfortunately, your waking ruckus drew attention before you were aware of the situation, and some guards come over to poke some spears int the wagon in your general direction. "Out please." This request applies to everyone still in the carts.
Lay low and be quiet.
"Oh, oh my, what's that?"You duck your head, stare intently at your feet, and shuffle quietly off to the side. You end up standing between two guards. one of them hands you his shield so he can better use his spear while calling for the rest of the Omegas to line up for inspection.
Conveniently become fascinated by some inconsequential item in my vicinity.
Study it with the closest scrutiny, looking deep in thought, pondering its every detail as though whatever-it-is holds the golden keys to the secret meaning of existence. Perhaps it does? One never knows where such metaphysical items may be hidden. I'd best make sure, perhaps this whole situation has been brought about by the Fates purely so that I could have a chance to unlock the invaluable secrets of this seemingly-mundane object.Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
Edit: If Varrick manages to make his escape, be sure to follow.
Engage defensive tactics but do not make any overly aggressive moves.wizard. Looks like a classy one, too. it's eyes are black, it's whiskers long and colorless, it's motions fluid and efficient. It looks into you as you look into it, and you share a moment of clarity. You are outclassed and you both know it.
Put my geode away and inspect the hunchback from where I stand.
Leave the bags of silk next to the guy and slowly climb back onto the cartYou slowly, so slowly, lower the silk to the ground, straighten up, wipe your mouth, and turn to leap up into the cart. This action seems to put the guards into motion, and they are shouting all kinds of cliche cop things as they try to drag you to the ground. (rolls of 6 on a stat of -2 kill people around you. and I thought you guys were about to recover from that 1.)
the situation
Right now, the guards are reacting pretty aggressively to the wolfman's attempt (varrick? I forgot again.) to get back into the cart. They are essentially dragging people and objects out of the cart and attempting to wrestle you to the ground. The wizard has yet to make a move, and the shopkeeper was trying to find out what was going on, but has retreated to the back of his shop to let the professionals sort it out. Oh, and Thrips has found himself outside the ring of guards, carrying one of their shields, for some reason.
I felt I needed to explain, since it's been a while since a -2 charisma character was the front man, with a group of friendlies, no less.
Post by: Dutrius on September 19, 2016, 04:33:32 pm
Get out of the cart.
Post by: Egan_BW on September 19, 2016, 05:20:46 pm
FOOLS! UNHAND MY MINIONS OR I SHALL HAVE TO ELIMINATE YOU."
I guess it would be plausible for PYLON to be able to electrify it's surface? If so, discourage these men from touching the lamppost. If that wizard starts casting, vaporize it.
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 19, 2016, 06:00:45 pm
Alright, calm down son. No need to escalate things.
Afterwards, he turns to the guards.
Sorry about these lads behavior, they're neither a bright nor a particularly charismatic sort. I'll speak on their behalf if you like, and I'd also really appreciate if you didn't stab any of us until after you give me a chance to speak.
Speak. Also, without any chanting, create a large lightningproof ward surrounding Pylon to prevent him from causing trouble.
Post by: Egan_BW on September 19, 2016, 06:16:27 pm
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 19, 2016, 07:12:05 pm
Post by: killerhellhound on September 19, 2016, 07:25:20 pm
Post by: Yoink on September 19, 2016, 07:32:13 pm
What was he doing here, anyway? On a supply-gathering mission for a bunch of lunatics in a desert, whom apparently he was one of now, holding the shield of a guard in some bizarre city built into a cliff whilst said guard arrests his new co-workers? None of it made much sense, so taking a detached view of the situation he decided upon what seemed like the best course of action to get things back on track before they got any worse.
Slowwwly, surreptitiously begin edging my way back, away from the guards and the shropfront and the scene outside, towards the back room.
Continue holding the shield and stop moving if anyone turns to look at me. Once I've managed to sneak out of the room, locate the shopkeeper.
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on September 19, 2016, 08:27:32 pm
use my tail to deter any overzealous guards from assaulting me, but aside from that take no hostile actions.
Post by: Ozarck on September 21, 2016, 04:32:36 pm
Right, ok. Please don't poke me. I'm allergic to pointy things.You are taken into custody without incident. Your cheesemaking supplies are rummaged through, then left in the cart.
Get out of the cart.
"BLOODY IDIOTS, ALL OF THEM.You knock the first round of guards flying with your zappety zap zap. The next pair don some thick leather gloves.
FOOLS! UNHAND MY MINIONS OR I SHALL HAVE TO ELIMINATE YOU."
I guess it would be plausible for PYLON to be able to electrify it's surface? If so, discourage these men from touching the lamppost. If that wizard starts casting, vaporize it.
Altair speaks with a tone of calm authority, if he can muster it. Either way, he exits the cart, complying with the guards. He speaks first to Pylon.You know what's hilarious? Besids your -1 cahrisma and roll of 2? It's that I intended literally no hostilities form this encounter, and, like, almost everyone is trying not to escalate, but here we are. Anyway, you are taken into custody without harm, but are both ignored, and blindfolded, preventing you from casting your ward.
Alright, calm down son. No need to escalate things.
Afterwards, he turns to the guards.
Sorry about these lads behavior, they're neither a bright nor a particularly charismatic sort. I'll speak on their behalf if you like, and I'd also really appreciate if you didn't stab any of us until after you give me a chance to speak.
Speak. Also, without any chanting, create a large lightningproof ward surrounding Pylon to prevent him from causing trouble.
Let the other guy talk them down. Remain calmyou, likewise, are taken into custody without incident. You are muzzled, because of the froth, and bound so as not to lash out suddenly, but are unharmed, if a little sore.
Thrips's eyes darted about nervously, coming to terms with the increasingly-strange situation he found himself in.Ahahahahahahaha. this is hilarious. You slide right off into the shop, and freeze in panic when someone grabs your arm. "what's going on out there? I can't see anything," comes a whisper. You turn slightly, and sigh in audible relief at seeing that it is the shopkeeper tuggin at your sleeve, looking worried and curious all at once.
What was he doing here, anyway? On a supply-gathering mission for a bunch of lunatics in a desert, whom apparently he was one of now, holding the shield of a guard in some bizarre city built into a cliff whilst said guard arrests his new co-workers? None of it made much sense, so taking a detached view of the situation he decided upon what seemed like the best course of action to get things back on track before they got any worse.
Slowwwly, surreptitiously begin edging my way back, away from the guards and the shropfront and the scene outside, towards the back room.
Continue holding the shield and stop moving if anyone turns to look at me. Once I've managed to sneak out of the room, locate the shopkeeper.
Do not move from where I stand or break my gaze with the wizard.You remain rock steady, and whip your tail lightly at a few reaching hands, which draw back with startled curses. You never break eye contact with the wizard, who smiles ever so slightly at your display.
use my tail to deter any overzealous guards from assaulting me, but aside from that take no hostile actions.
Post by: Egan_BW on September 21, 2016, 05:00:53 pm
Look so hazardous to touch that none of these fools will bother, even with their feeble protection.
Post by: killerhellhound on September 21, 2016, 07:01:42 pm
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 22, 2016, 10:51:56 am
Post by: Dutrius on September 22, 2016, 01:49:51 pm
Ack, I almost wish they'd turned me over to the 'ammerer rather than sending me out with this noisy lightning pole thing. This is just embarrassing.
At least the 'ammer would have been quick. It's big and silver.
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on September 22, 2016, 09:07:09 pm
continue with my staring contest.
Post by: Yoink on September 23, 2016, 12:15:26 am
Once he'd fought down the urge to cry out in surprise, as well as thought of something to say, he began speaking quickly, almost babbling, in his raspy little voice whilst fidgeting nervously with the shield he was still carrying. His eyes darted about the room as he spoke.
"A terrible misunderstanding is what's goin' on out there, sir, an' one that's likely to end poorly for all involved if it ain't put a stop to right now. Them folks what your guards are arrestin' are simply... simple government employees, sent with a shopping list to gather things an' such for their employers. Now I reckon you could save both yourself an' the people what sent them a lot of trouble- not to mention fines, that sort 'f thing- by callin' off your guards and forgettin' all this unpleasantness ever went an' happened so as we-- I mean, them-- can get on with their business unem-, un-err, unim-... without problems."
Say the above. Await response.
Be ready to whack the shopkeeper over the head with the shield I'm carrying should he do anything unhelpful.
Glance quickly around the room we're in, scan it for other people, weapons, escape routes and food, in that order.
Post by: Ozarck on September 24, 2016, 01:45:41 pm
"PYLON DEMANDS THAT YOU UNHAND PYLON. SIMPLE RUBBER INSULATION SHALL NOT PROTECT YOUR WEAK FLESH."perhaps it's the minor glitch in your voice. maybe it's the little sparkling things, sputtering into nothingness as you make your display, but something gives these men the confidence to handle you. Maybe their just that professional. Or stupid. Anyway, you get hauled out of the cart, and a leather bag is brought to place over you. it isn't placed over yuo juuuust yet though.
Look so hazardous to touch that none of these fools will bother, even with their feeble protection.
stay calm and hope the guards cant charge people without them committing any crimesAnd won't put down rabid monsters until they've infected at least one poor village child, as the traditions decree?
Hum softly while I wait for the guard to arrest Pylon. Wordlessly attempt to surround myself (and Terry) in a small, invisible ward that dispels electricity.You get yourself a nice, glowing blue barrier that sparkles and hums. this draws a lot of attention.
Durmokh mutters under his breath.The guard holding you laughs and responds, "Oh? a masterwork of Dwarven craft, I'm sure. An honor to be beaten by one, if one can survive the blows. Well, we all have our schist to haul, as they say."
Ack, I almost wish they'd turned me over to the 'ammerer rather than sending me out with this noisy lightning pole thing. This is just embarrassing.
At least the 'ammer would have been quick. It's big and silver.
Wait for the guards to figure out their mistake.the spellcaster breaks eye contact when your friend erupts into glowing blue and sparkly bits. He turns his attention calmly to that spectacle instead.
continue with my staring contest.
Thrips froze up for a second as the shopkeeper grabbed him.the dice love you right now. About halfway through your spiel, the shopkeeper interrupts you. "Oh! That mark. Omega! You're here with my delivery! oh my."
Once he'd fought down the urge to cry out in surprise, as well as thought of something to say, he began speaking quickly, almost babbling, in his raspy little voice whilst fidgeting nervously with the shield he was still carrying. His eyes darted about the room as he spoke.
"A terrible misunderstanding is what's goin' on out there, sir, an' one that's likely to end poorly for all involved if it ain't put a stop to right now. Them folks what your guards are arrestin' are simply... simple government employees, sent with a shopping list to gather things an' such for their employers. Now I reckon you could save both yourself an' the people what sent them a lot of trouble- not to mention fines, that sort 'f thing- by callin' off your guards and forgettin' all this unpleasantness ever went an' happened so as we-- I mean, them-- can get on with their business unem-, un-err, unim-... without problems."
Say the above. Await response.
Be ready to whack the shopkeeper over the head with the shield I'm carrying should he do anything unhelpful.
Glance quickly around the room we're in, scan it for other people, weapons, escape routes and food, in that order.
You consider hitting him with the shield for interrupting (at least, you tell yourself you were that brave some time later), but he is gone before you get the chance.
"Sir!, Oh sir! Call off your men, please. It's fine, it's fine. A delivery, sir. nothing more." this seems to do the trick, because the gentleman in question calls off the guards.
So, the guards, having hauled you all out of the cart, leave the mobile of you to haul PYLON back into the cart, and return to their previous posts, leaning against the wall and waiting on their lord. You are allowed to carry the silk in, to be inspected by the shopkeeper, who spends several minutes checking the weave, the trim, the weight, and whatever else clothiers care about, after he's finished wit hhis current customer, of course. Finally, he writes up a scrip and adds it to your paperwork, complete with a seal featuring a needle with thread. He also deposits several bundles into the cart - clothing and gloves for some of the Omega personnel.
On to the Bakery!
Post by: Egan_BW on September 24, 2016, 04:02:15 pm
ON THREAT OF ATOMIZATION."
Cranky mobile deadly lightpole.
Post by: Dutrius on September 24, 2016, 04:56:18 pm
Durmokh mutters under his breath.The guard holding you laughs and responds, "Oh? a masterwork of Dwarven craft, I'm sure. An honor to be beaten by one, if one can survive the blows. Well, we all have our schist to haul, as they say."
Ack, I almost wish they'd turned me over to the 'ammerer rather than sending me out with this noisy lightning pole thing. This is just embarrassing.
At least the 'ammer would have been quick. It's big and silver.
Hehe, yeah. It menaces with spikes and everything. Sadly, the spikes are all on the handle. The smith who made it was more than a little odd.
"ALRIGHT, NEW HOUSERULE; THE FURRED ORGANIC MAY NOT BE THE ONE TO FIRST DELIVER SUPPLIES IN FUTURE.
ON THREAT OF ATOMIZATION."
Cranky mobile deadly lightpole.
Bit harsh if you ask me.
Climb back into the cart.
Post by: Yoink on September 24, 2016, 05:09:09 pm
He mostly still felt rather on-edge from the whole situation, some of the adrenaline still buzzing through his small frame, but also somewhat pleased with how he handled the situation. Didn't go nearly as bad as he'd expected!
Return to the cart and climb aboard. Leave cranky mobile deadly lightpole for somebody else to deal with.
Accept any praise for saving the day with a demure smile and nod.
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 24, 2016, 06:27:13 pm
Post by: killerhellhound on September 24, 2016, 07:07:48 pm
Mutter darkly about the guards as I drive the cart to the next stop
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on September 25, 2016, 06:20:57 am
follow cart to bakery
Post by: Yoink on September 25, 2016, 06:23:45 am
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on September 25, 2016, 07:27:24 am
Post by: Ozarck on September 25, 2016, 11:58:36 am
"ALRIGHT, NEW HOUSERULE; THE FURRED ORGANIC MAY NOT BE THE ONE TO FIRST DELIVER SUPPLIES IN FUTURE.mobile? Says who?
ON THREAT OF ATOMIZATION."
Cranky mobile deadly lightpole.
Thrips blinked a couple of times in surprise, then heaved an audible sigh of relief and made his way back to the cart.No one notices, apparently. Figures.
He mostly still felt rather on-edge from the whole situation, some of the adrenaline still buzzing through his small frame, but also somewhat pleased with how he handled the situation. Didn't go nearly as bad as he'd expected!
Return to the cart and climb aboard. Leave cranky mobile deadly lightpole for somebody else to deal with.
Accept any praise for saving the day with a demure smile and nod.
unceremoniously pick pylon up and drop him in the back of the cart, unless hes heavy.You lift him up in and walk along between the carts.
follow cart to bakery
"Yeah. 'Strange moods' and all that. Smiths are all a little odd, you ask me. Well, take care. Good luck."Durmokh mutters under his breath.The guard holding you laughs and responds, "Oh? a masterwork of Dwarven craft, I'm sure. An honor to be beaten by one, if one can survive the blows. Well, we all have our schist to haul, as they say."
Ack, I almost wish they'd turned me over to the 'ammerer rather than sending me out with this noisy lightning pole thing. This is just embarrassing.
At least the 'ammer would have been quick. It's big and silver.
Hehe, yeah. It menaces with spikes and everything. Sadly, the spikes are all on the handle. The smith who made it was more than a little odd."ALRIGHT, NEW HOUSERULE; THE FURRED ORGANIC MAY NOT BE THE ONE TO FIRST DELIVER SUPPLIES IN FUTURE.
ON THREAT OF ATOMIZATION."
Cranky mobile deadly lightpole.
Bit harsh if you ask me.
Climb back into the cart.
into the cart you climb.
Harsh? Looks like you are about to find out otherwise.
Get back into the cart. Leave Pylon for somebody younger and stronger to move.in you go.
Damn paranoid gits this is why I left civilizationOh .... Oh, you are going to move out onto a busy main street, driving the lead cart, and muttering darkly? And here I was checking everyone's charisma. Looks like I only need to roll once. (2) well, it isn't an automatic death, but your muttering grows into a quite audible howl as you creep out into the main street, and you begin cursing passerrsby as well as the guards. You spook the rhinos, too. (5) Fortunately, you manage to rein them in before they trample anyone. But now you are creating quite a blockage, and people are shouting. The second cart isn't even out into the street yet, and here you are, provoking a riot.
Mutter darkly about the guards as I drive the cart to the next stop
yeah, so guys, the lead cart (with ... will you guys please put your character names in your posts for a little while so I remember them? ... With killer and PYLON in it) is into the traffic of the main road, perpendicular to the flow of traffic, blocking about two thirds of the street, with a 'darkly muttering wolfman' at the reins. Next is Cho-Ja, walking between the carts, and right at the entrance to the side street. In fact, it is a different side street that you are coming out of, having had to navigate around instead of trying to turn around in the carts, if that matters. Anyway, you other three are in the back cart, still stuck in the alley behind the first cart, wondering what the hold up is, and why everyone is shouting.
Post by: Egan_BW on September 25, 2016, 05:00:57 pm
"AGAIN?"
Sigh. Pretend to be an inanimate object and wait for the moron to be detained, so we can have a competent driver.
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 25, 2016, 05:05:32 pm
Post by: killerhellhound on September 25, 2016, 07:39:05 pm
Then carefully back the cart up to deal with the blockage
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on September 25, 2016, 08:40:53 pm
walk around the front of the cart and attempt to either lure the rhinos into the flow of traffic, or cause them to back up towards the alley so that the driver has enough room to turn them and move toward the bakery.
be prepared to dodge.
Post by: Dutrius on September 26, 2016, 08:17:44 am
Sit quietly in the cart.
Post by: Yoink on September 26, 2016, 08:21:08 am
Sulk in the (second?) cart over the team's complete lack of gratitude for me saving their hides.
Be sure to stop sulking long enough to watch any hilarious collisions or other disasters involving the first cart, though!
Post by: Ozarck on September 26, 2016, 07:45:11 pm
PYLON
"AGAIN?"
Sigh. Pretend to be an inanimate object and wait for the moron to be detained, so we can have a competent driver.
Altair: Say nothing. Listen to see what happens, and GTFO if I need to.
Durmokh:
Sit quietly in the cart.
THRIPZ-DAWG:
Sulk in the (second?) cart over the team's complete lack of gratitude for me saving their hides.
Be sure to stop sulking long enough to watch any hilarious collisions or other disasters involving the first cart, though!
You four do nothing, except that the wolfman moves the glorified lantern up front with him, thus:
Go grab Pylon and put him in the first cart to deal with the questions and staresPYLON is already in the first cart. You drag it from the back and put it in the driver seat, and then yell at the crowd: "New Driver! Yell at Lamppost!" And point with both your foreclaws, one arm above the PYLON, the other to the side. This confuses literally everyone, including yourself, enough for people to stop yelling for a moment. Some nervous laughter arises from the crowd. PYLON says nothing.
Then carefully back the cart up to deal with the blockage
backing the cart up would involve ramming into the second cart, which is right behind you.
Cho-Jabeing prepared to dodge is good. First, a roll for your sudden appearance among the angry mob. (5) well, tey give you plenty of space, and don't even start throwing things at you. And you grab the bridles of the Rhinos and steer them forward. They move accordingly, thogh you sense that they are still a tad uncomfortable. anyway, the blockage is cleared, and people can get through, and nobody got lynched. So, overall a wash, I guess.
walk around the front of the cart and attempt to either lure the rhinos into the flow of traffic, or cause them to back up towards the alley so that the driver has enough room to turn them and move toward the bakery.
be prepared to dodge.
Post by: Yoink on September 26, 2016, 11:05:53 pm
Pretend to continue sulking, but really just peer out of the cart and watch whatever sights this strange city has to offer.
Spending most of your life in or around a cruddy little bakery isn't all that interesting.
Post by: Egan_BW on September 26, 2016, 11:30:59 pm
Post by: killerhellhound on September 27, 2016, 12:54:25 am
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 27, 2016, 08:58:10 am
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on September 27, 2016, 08:53:01 pm
jump on the cart and ride to the bakery.
Post by: Ozarck on September 28, 2016, 06:03:52 pm
those unused to the city life crane their necks in awe (Thrips' fake sulk turning to open jawed wonder after a short time), and those used to city life experience a weird disorientation, as of being somehow out of place. the mix of familiar and foreign is enough to disturb anyone's equilibrium to some extent. PYLON sees another PYLON at some point, and Cho Ja senses an enclave of bugmen, though not of his own race.
Altair does nothing, which is odd - I thought he wanted to work on his constructs?
Anyway, you arrive at the bakery - a vast kitchen, on an industrial scale, in fact. Yo are delivering some rather exotic spices here, and they need to be delivered specifically to the Spice Master. You'll be picking up a cartful of more mundane ingredients for the rather plain fare that Omega provides. Of course, there is a bit of flex in the accounts, giving you some extra spending credit, so a little extra could be arranged, if negotiated properly. By someone who's charisma isn't an invitation to a lynching.
After this, there is a potions shop, and a manufactory for some clockwork parts before you head back up to the desert.
Post by: AkumaKasai on September 28, 2016, 06:38:14 pm
Altair does nothing, which is odd - I thought he wanted to work on his constructs?((Can't exactly work out of the back of a moving cart, can he? Well, I suppose he could, but it wouldn't be very wise.))
Watch the spice traders carefully. Hide Terry in my hand so they can't see him, to ensure his safety.
Post by: Yoink on September 28, 2016, 06:51:44 pm
PYLON sees another PYLON at some point((Ooh, we can breed them and get, I don't know, posts! Or antennas!))
Post by: killerhellhound on September 28, 2016, 06:56:58 pm
Post by: Egan_BW on September 28, 2016, 11:45:16 pm
"GREETINGS, BAKER PEOPLE. BRING PYLON TO YOUR SO CALLED 'SPICE MASTER'."
Act rude, but in a businesslike way.
Post by: Yoink on September 29, 2016, 05:43:23 am
Feel free to let my imagination run wild, but try and sort them in order of, well, likelihood.
Once we're talking with the spicemaster or whatever, inspect the guy/gal and try to work up the courage to initiate conversation/negotiation on the topic of food and spice. Perhaps I can inspire some sort of culinary passion to bubble up in them, describing exactly what sort of amazing pie I want to bake for our poor, flavour-deprived little band of wretched adventurers! Maybe they'll even give a discount on the stuff I want.
Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
Post by: Ozarck on September 30, 2016, 06:57:33 pm
well, I mean, you could chalk in some outlines and ideas and such. You've got chalk if you want to practice some. It'll give very minor, temporary effects, as a hint or guideline to what you are doing. Plus, you could pencil in a design to work on later or something. IDK. Plus there are times when the cart is stopped for whatever reason, like now.Altair does nothing, which is odd - I thought he wanted to work on his constructs?((Can't exactly work out of the back of a moving cart, can he? Well, I suppose he could, but it wouldn't be very wise.))
Watch the spice traders carefully. Hide Terry in my hand so they can't see him, to ensure his safety.
You learn a great deal about cumin. your hissing code violation does not attempt to guide a chef into a culinary adventure which will end in tragedy. But, he is a little big to hide in your hand. Gonna have to tuck him under your shirt.
Unpack the spices and supply's for the stop. Let someone else go talk to the peopleYou drop the spices beside the wheel of the cart, snarl at a few of the assistants, and get shouted at by one of those quintessential queens of the kitchen, wielding the classic long wooden spoon. She is approaching you in a threatening manner.
((Damn, haggling for various magical herbs sounds real fun, but my character neither eats nor cares about people who do, so I guess I'll just have to leave that to Yoink.))"Do you have an appointment?" a bored looking concierge asks, appearing apparently out of nowhere. You had no idea they even employed such types in a place like this.
"GREETINGS, BAKER PEOPLE. BRING PYLON TO YOUR SO CALLED 'SPICE MASTER'."
Act rude, but in a businesslike way.
Half-heartedly help check things off the manifest as they're unloaded, whilst wracking my brains to come up with a list of tasty spices and ingredients which I could use to "spice up" and improve the usual slop that passes for food at the Omega base.((no, but, that's not a bad idea. I almost want to do it now.))
Feel free to let my imagination run wild, but try and sort them in order of, well, likelihood.
Once we're talking with the spicemaster or whatever, inspect the guy/gal and try to work up the courage to initiate conversation/negotiation on the topic of food and spice. Perhaps I can inspire some sort of culinary passion to bubble up in them, describing exactly what sort of amazing pie I want to bake for our poor, flavour-deprived little band of wretched adventurers! Maybe they'll even give a discount on the stuff I want.Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
You pay very little attention to the now expected angry person yelling at the wolfman. his hangdog expression is somewhat ruined by the twitch in his eye, and the froth starting to seep, once again, from his mouth. On the other hand, you do at least have a good idea of how to both stretch the budget to provide more ingredients, and to make more room for some good stuff, like crawling snot beetles and wing of louse. And also cumin. "there's never enough thyme" you mutter, "perhaps the sage of spices can help me sort it out better. Hey guys? Oregano go see the Spice Matter soon? I Bay leaf I can get us a better dining experience. I think I cayenne get us more food for less!"
"right this way sir." The concierge says, leading you and the pylon( and whoever is carrying/dragging pylon) down a winding corridor to a crowded office, filled with little bottles, nets full of glowing bugs, and tanks full of exotic fish and coral.
Post by: killerhellhound on September 30, 2016, 08:32:38 pm
Post by: Egan_BW on September 30, 2016, 10:02:19 pm
Unless he's needed by the militia, that is.
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 01, 2016, 02:46:45 pm
Post by: Ozarck on October 01, 2016, 07:14:54 pm
Make a tactical retreat to the cartyou climb up into the cart and hide your head under some cloth. the yelling goes away.
We can say the cheesemaker is hauling me around, as is the natural role of cheesemakers.sure thing.
Unless he's needed by the militia, that is.
Continue waiting. If there aren't any spice traders currently watching, withdraw Terry from my pocket and closely examine him, attempting to get a better idea of his actual physical properties. Afterwards, attempt to psychically/magically reach out and examine his mind. Assess how intelligent he currently is, and how much more intelligent he could become while retaining his current form. Does he possess true thoughts and emotions, or mere stimulus response? If so, try and assess how he feels about serving me, and whether he has any particular likes or dislikes. Can I access his memories, and if so, are any of them particularly interesting? This would include conversations he overheard, and anything apparently secret he was witness to.He's a bit bigger than your hand, and has the physical attributes of a large cockroach. What more do you want there? as for his 'mind' - it is almost completely stimuli response. htere is a very dim twinkling of more - the magic you have imbued him with. He likes dark, safety, and breeding. he dislikes getting stepped on, sudden light, and being eaten by birds, or by anything, really.
Post by: Yoink on October 01, 2016, 07:46:08 pm
Then adopt a more serious expression, neaten myself up and fight down the nervousness as I follow the concierge to meet the mysterious spicemaster. Try and think of something intelligent-sounding to say.
Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 01, 2016, 09:19:05 pm
Post by: Egan_BW on October 01, 2016, 11:41:35 pm
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on October 02, 2016, 06:05:32 am
if unnoticed confiscate her spoon, otherwise just stay in positions where she cant harass varrick and keep an eye on me at the same time.
Post by: Ozarck on October 04, 2016, 05:47:33 pm
Pull this face (http://i.imgur.com/MqbWtRO.jpg) for a minute or two straight after that punning spree. I mean, damn.You pull the punniest of pun faces as you follow the concierge. "Very good, sir," he says as he leads you into the spice master's office. The man himself is here. Wider than he is tall, he reaches a green claw up to you, eyestalks twitching, little black eyes dancing. "Well, well" he chitters. What have we here?" He scuttles a little sideways. "Ah yes, the shipment from Omega! All is as it should be, I expect??" You catch the concierge nod out of the corner of your eye. Belatedly, you remember to wipe the smile off your face and try to think of something to say. "You're a crab." You proclaim solemnly. Well, you're not wrong.
Then adopt a more serious expression, neaten myself up and fight down the nervousness as I follow the concierge to meet the mysterious spicemaster. Try and think of something intelligent-sounding to say.Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
Begin drawing a circle on my wooden disc. I'll message you the details of what it's supposed to look like and what it's intended to achieve.Your drawing comes together quite well. You get a littel carried away with inspiration and end up with a few more twirls, whirls, runes, and twists than you intended.
Meet with the Spicemaster. Seriously consider vaporizing people who make puns."PUNNERS ARE A CANCER ON SOCIETY. I SHOULD VAPORIZE THIS HALF-BAKED FOOL. I DON'T KNEAD THIS KIND OF STRESS." That'll teach 'em.
waltz up behind the noisy chef lady.once he got back into the cart, she stopped bothering him. She looked a little deflated at his hangdog expression. Well, she got a new energy when you appeared, and starts waving the spoon at you as well, warning you not to harass her apprentices, steal her cloves, or vomit on the food.
if unnoticed confiscate her spoon, otherwise just stay in positions where she cant harass varrick and keep an eye on me at the same time.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 04, 2016, 07:17:29 pm
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 04, 2016, 10:17:09 pm
Examine the new runes. If I don't see any blatantly obvious errors, set Terry in the middle of the circle, say a brief chant to activate it, and then concentrate on maintaining a constant flow of energy to power/control it.
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on October 04, 2016, 10:28:53 pm
begin making hacking noises, stealing cloves and throwing cloves at apprentices.
then hide in the cart.
or if it seems easier steal an open jar of honey and sit quietly in the corner eating it.
Post by: Egan_BW on October 05, 2016, 12:23:34 am
I SPEAK IN ALL CAPS. ANY WORDS MADE BY PYLON IN LOWERCASE ARE HORRIBLE FAKERS.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 05, 2016, 12:53:54 am
"IGNORE THE RAT. IS OUR DELIVERY TO YOUR SPECIFICATIONS, SPICEMASTER?"Remind me to ask the gnomes to install some volume controls on the lamp when we get back.
I SPEAK IN ALL CAPS. ANY WORDS MADE BY PYLON IN LOWERCASE ARE HORRIBLE FAKERS.
Post by: Egan_BW on October 05, 2016, 01:55:58 am
Post by: killerhellhound on October 05, 2016, 02:08:20 am
((YOU ARE NOT EVEN IN THE SAME PLACE AS ME.))( I can still hear you from outside)
Post by: Ozarck on October 06, 2016, 05:15:10 pm
Help Pariah out by dragging him back into the cart and waiting for the people who know what they are talking about to finish up
Dodge attempts to be returned to cart.Opposed action time! Hmm, both have dex bonuses of 1. However, here we see the effects of race on the modifiers, as a wofman has an inherently higher dex than a bugman.
begin making hacking noises, stealing cloves and throwing cloves at apprentices.
then hide in the cart.
or if it seems easier steal an open jar of honey and sit quietly in the corner eating it.
(2 v. 5) which matters not in the slightest. Varrick reaches a single, furry arm out from under his hidey cloths to paw at Cho-Ja, who simply steps to the side and considers his antics. (4 v 4) looks like harassing the cook and stealing honey are tied! harassment wins due to a technicality, in which the honey theft was to be attempted if it was "easier." (1) Cho sttarts to hack, and gets a face full of broom for it. surprised, he staggers back and spits out a few straws, mandibles clicking in annoyance.
((So Altair accidentally added some additional bits of potentially important script? This sounds suspiciously overshoot-y to me, but I'll see what happens.))You look at your work. Everything seems in order. the additional bits areas you envisioned them. So you place your giant hissing cockroach in the middle of the circle and activate it. Terry remains still as magical energy begins to coalesce around him and into him. Or her. who knows, with cockroaches? I assume they figure it out well enough. anyway, after a few minutes, you feel your energy drain, and you must release the spell. Terry sits up and looks at you, one antennae bent forward, and one foreleg raised slightly. He emits a startlingly loud hiss. You look quickly around, but it looks like the cook and others have their attention occupied elsewhere.
Examine the new runes. If I don't see any blatantly obvious errors, set Terry in the middle of the circle, say a brief chant to activate it, and then concentrate on maintaining a constant flow of energy to power/control it.
"IGNORE THE RAT. IS OUR DELIVERY TO YOUR SPECIFICATIONS, SPICEMASTER?"I'll fix it then. sheesh. The spice master bobs forward toward Thrips slightly, states quite solemnly, as to a small, and not altogether bright, child: "Yes, I am indeed, a crab." He then leafs through a few sheafs of paper, consults the concierge, and calls out to an apprentice to run and verify the shipment, which the apprentice does. "Looks like everything is here. Splendid! I will have the apprentices load your requested items immediately. Is there anything else i can do for you?"
I SPEAK IN ALL CAPS. ANY WORDS MADE BY PYLON IN LOWERCASE ARE HORRIBLE FAKERS.
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 06, 2016, 06:38:29 pm
Mentally examine Terry like I did before.
Post by: Egan_BW on October 06, 2016, 06:39:38 pm
Wrapping up. PYLON does not require any additional spice supplies.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 06, 2016, 07:08:26 pm
Post by: Yoink on October 08, 2016, 01:23:19 am
Do this, I guess. Make a stunning recovery from my awkward opening line and steer the conversation to success!
Once we're talking with the spicemaster or whatever, inspect the guy/gal and try to work up the courage to initiate conversation/negotiation on the topic of food and spice. Perhaps I can inspire some sort of culinary passion to bubble up in them, describing exactly what sort of amazing pie I want to bake for our poor, flavour-deprived little band of wretched adventurers! Maybe they'll even give a discount on the stuff I want.
Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
Post by: Ozarck on October 08, 2016, 12:00:00 pm
Alright, looks like you're still moving, at the very least. If you can understand me, hold still for a few minutes, I'm going to see if the circle had any effect."Unnershhhhhhhhand!" it says in a squeal, and sits promptly. You examine it, and it appears to have been noticeably brightened, though with some odd quirk you can't quite place your mind finger on. ((partly because I haven't decided on the specific quirk yet, bear with me.))
Mentally examine Terry like I did before.
"NO, PYLON REQUIRES NO FARTHER SERVICES AT THIS TIME. PYLON THANKS YOU FOR YOUR PROFESSIONALISM, SPICE-PERSON. A QUALITY ALL TOO LACKING IN SO MANY PEOPLE.""Why thank you. I am glad ot be of service. Send my regards - Ah, here, this letter will do - to the Omega Captains."
Wrapping up. PYLON does not require any additional spice supplies.
"Oh! I had a thought, Spicemaster. H-here! I have a list of changes, if you would be kind enough to look over them. I-I think these are reasonable. O-our food service i-is a little, um, it, they ... that is, the food isn't always ... well, I think this will help." The spicemaster takes the sheet, looks it over, calls in an accountant, who does likewise, and they verify. "looks fine. We'll switch them out right away. A flurry of apprentice activity later, and bam! The cart is loaded and ready to roll.Do this, I guess. Make a stunning recovery from my awkward opening line and steer the conversation to success!
Once we're talking with the spicemaster or whatever, inspect the guy/gal and try to work up the courage to initiate conversation/negotiation on the topic of food and spice. Perhaps I can inspire some sort of culinary passion to bubble up in them, describing exactly what sort of amazing pie I want to bake for our poor, flavour-deprived little band of wretched adventurers! Maybe they'll even give a discount on the stuff I want.Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
When everyone is on board and the cargo is loaded drive to the next stopSqueak squeak squeak ... that wheel needs greased a little.
Off to the potions shop you roll. A dull explosion greets you as you roll up, and a billowing white cloud, laced with green filaments, comes roiling out of a second story window.
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 08, 2016, 06:01:07 pm
Talk to the cockroach.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 08, 2016, 07:53:27 pm
Post by: Yoink on October 09, 2016, 08:25:57 pm
Then sit on the cart, smiling absently to myself about my incredibly successful negotiations back there and daydreaming about the sumptuous feast I am going to prepare upon our return to base. I truly am a credit to team!
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on October 09, 2016, 09:01:50 pm
Post by: Ozarck on October 10, 2016, 03:56:30 pm
Hmm... Obviously you can speak, but to what extent? Mind giving a bit more of a demonstration?"Speak! Squeak. Speak speak speak. Me speaks." it squeaks, waving it's antennae and a foreleg.
Talk to the cockroach.
stead fastly ignore explosion and get ready to move cargo on or off when needed
Offer a small amount of help with unloading.
Then sit on the cart, smiling absently to myself about my incredibly successful negotiations back there and daydreaming about the sumptuous feast I am going to prepare upon our return to base. I truly am a credit to team!
having abandoned the kitchen, help unload goods but do not enter the potion shop yet.Alright, the three of you al place the cargo destined for hte potions' shop in a pile on the ground in front of the shop, and stand around chillin like only Omega Teamsters can do. When curious passersby peek at what you are doing, Varrick snarls at them: "What you lookin' at? We're on break!" A few surly looking old dwarves nod appreciatively at this explanation, and most others just sort of shrug it off and go on about their days, with the exception of one older-looking ...Well, it looks like a walking bundle of thin black rods, so why you think it is older is a mystery, but you do. Nevertheless, the black rod thing seems to hesitate just outside your little sphere of influence - right where your party obstructs his path into the shop.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 10, 2016, 09:00:02 pm
Post by: Egan_BW on October 11, 2016, 12:01:56 am
Yell at the other omegas to get out of the way. Observe the creature, and charge my coil.
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on October 11, 2016, 10:05:46 am
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 11, 2016, 03:57:03 pm
Post by: Ozarck on October 11, 2016, 03:57:54 pm
((In case you guys haven't noticed, this isn't a high stress mission, nor a time critical one, so feel free to chill, explore, try to finagle special privileges fro mthe Gm, or make suggestions. If you want, I can totally make things more exciting. heh heh heh.))
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 11, 2016, 06:43:35 pm
Post by: killerhellhound on October 11, 2016, 08:24:01 pm
Post by: Egan_BW on October 11, 2016, 10:04:38 pm
Post by: Ozarck on October 12, 2016, 08:11:28 pm
Altair pockets Terry and exits the cart, headed for the inside of the potion shop. Once inside, he browses their stock to see what they have available, looking primarily for magical paints/chalks, any books on forms of magic he's unfamiliar with, any charms, baubles, or foci that could be used to amplify his own power, and any ingredients that would be useful for the creation of a magical circle, construct, or artifact.There might be magical paints and chalks in here. As for ingredients - it's a potion shop, so the ingredients are all geared toward being consumeable, though you question what manner of creature might consume some of the more exotic looking things. Books? Nope. You might find a focus in here, possibly. What might you find in a potion shop that would work as an alchemic focus?
Look around and see if there are any weapon shops or herbalists aroundWell, the potion shop probably carries herbs - ingredients and all. You passed a few likely candidates for being herbalists and weapon shops on your way here.
I suppose that PYLON could get a hood ornament or something.Looking for a little romance, eh? PYLON is a hood ornament.
Post by: Egan_BW on October 12, 2016, 08:32:16 pm
Post by: Ozarck on October 12, 2016, 08:59:17 pm
...No it isn't.Drams of grandeur, eh? PYLON secretly longs to be a viking longship's prow eh?
what?
no sense of humor, that PYLON. I tell yah. just doesn't appreciate cosmic comedy in the least.
What?
Fine, fine: yo are not a hood ornament, mr PYLON.
Post by: Egan_BW on October 12, 2016, 09:02:22 pm
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on October 13, 2016, 09:21:23 am
if I spy the shopkeeper indicate his delivery has arrived.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 13, 2016, 09:34:35 am
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 13, 2016, 06:55:32 pm
Enter the shop and look around for magical paints/chalks, or anything that could be used as a focus.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 13, 2016, 07:27:28 pm
((I was thinking the potions shop might have some ingredients that could double as magical foci. For example, a dragon's tooth might be used to focus fire magic, or a vial of demon blood that could be used to channel profane magic. Something like that.))(Um I would have thought ultra rare stuff like that wouldnt be easy to get)
Enter the shop and look around for magical paints/chalks, or anything that could be used as a focus.
Post by: Yoink on October 13, 2016, 07:52:32 pm
Something along the lines of 'I guess he decided to stick around'.
Then just stand around the cart or maybe go have a look inside who cares really I'm riding high on success from the last place.
Post by: Egan_BW on October 13, 2016, 08:14:03 pm
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 13, 2016, 08:37:24 pm
Post by: Ozarck on October 14, 2016, 09:45:13 pm
head on into the store and inspect the things.You head inside and immediately suffer a severe sneezing fit. ugh, what the hell is in here?
if I spy the shopkeeper indicate his delivery has arrived.
Take a look around the store and grab some herbs for healing, adding them onto the pile of items to collectAloe Vera? check. Peppermint? mmmm. Check. Thyme? there's never enough, but you got that at the last stop anyway. same with the rosemary and chamomile. Marigold and Lavender are nice. better take double. Wolfsbane? Che ... che ... achooooooo. Fuck. gonna just put that back and grab some comfrey instead.
((I was thinking the potions shop might have some ingredients that could double as magical foci. For example, a dragon's tooth might be used to focus fire magic, or a vial of demon blood that could be used to channel profane magic. Something like that.))You open a jar of what appears t obe a magical paint, and someone sneezing bumps into you from behind. you spill a bit of the paint down your shirt. It glitters. And shines. Yo utry to wipe it up, but it just gets on your hand and sleeve too. shhhhhit. You hope none saw that. But, I mean, it's shiny and glittery.
Enter the shop and look around for magical paints/chalks, or anything that could be used as a focus.
Make a clever pun about that "black rod bundle" guy.You get a random chuckle from a passerby, and gloat to yourself for a while. "Still got it. mhmmm."
Something along the lines of 'I guess he decided to stick around'.
Then just stand around the cart or maybe go have a look inside who cares really I'm riding high on success from the last place.
Hmm. Are we going to visit someplace that could provide something actually useful to PYLON? So far its motivations amount to being smugly superior in its intelligence, and wishing something would come by that it could vaporize.What the hell could actually be useful to PYLON? You just summed up his whole purpose in life, anyway, and the reason he's along on this ride. But sure, if there's something you think would be useful, and you can convince your companions to veer that way, there's shops for all kinds of neat exotic bullshit around here. I mean, don't sound so surprised that no one has died yet. This was literally a shopping trip. Though, to be honest, I too am a little surprised you haven't had to fry someone yet.
Post by: Egan_BW on October 14, 2016, 10:11:39 pm
Post by: killerhellhound on October 14, 2016, 10:53:21 pm
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 15, 2016, 08:09:18 pm
Return to the carts. When I get back, try to get a good estimation of Pylon's rough dimensions.
Post by: Yoink on October 15, 2016, 08:54:57 pm
Cooking herbs could come in handy, too, if I didn't already get enough of those. Amuse myself with the company dollar.
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on October 15, 2016, 11:34:16 pm
seek a less fragrant corner and check out the shops selection of poisons and anti-venoms.
Post by: Ozarck on October 16, 2016, 03:54:36 pm
Let's see... maybe some tactical attachments for my murderboner?mkay. extensions for your rod? The toroidal magnetic devices love em! can't get enough.
Help load the cartyou start loading your purchases onto the cart. An alarmed shopkeeper comes out and asks what the hell you are doing, seeing as nobody's actually paid for anything yet, really. You don't know what his problem is, all the delivery stuff is right there, on the ground, in front of you. Ah well, at least Varrick comes by to distract him.
((We have plenty of basic resources to work with (four rhinos, two carts), and Pylon's the only player with orders to keep them in their current forms. Assuming Pylon's willing to cooperate, Altair could make Pylon mobile, although depending on what he used, we might have some explaining to do when we got back to base. Well, I may have a couple ways to mobilize Pylon with our current resources that doesn't involve killing the rhinos or cannibalizing the carts, but they would both be rather difficult.))Okay. ask Egan. I have been thinking he was about a foot to a side pluse four feet tall, or something along those lines. hte shopkeeper is out here, yelling at Varrick, as people are wont to do. He turns on you and blinks rapidly for a moment. The sparkles are pretty bright out here in the sun. "For the love of Dathalla! Get back inside before you explode!"
Return to the carts. When I get back, try to get a good estimation of Pylon's rough dimensions.
Since we're still here, might as well go inside and have a look around for some magical ingredient shit to spice things up with, I guess.okay, what kind of magical ingredient are you interested in? What kind of effect?
Cooking herbs could come in handy, too, if I didn't already get enough of those. Amuse myself with the company dollar.
resist the urge to keep sneezing.You snort in deeply and hack out a glob of something bluish, spitting it into an empty jar on the counter, then you let your nose guide you to a section filled with poisons and antidotes. You recognize a few insect based things, and a few from snakes, but there is a pretty wide selection. there is some kind of barrier between you and it that glows along the edges - you are in a large city after all. People don't like leaving poisons out for just anyone to walk off with. You gesture to an attendant who comes to assist you with your purchase. You can get three vials of some rather standard stuff, or one vial of something specially designed for yourself.
seek a less fragrant corner and check out the shops selection of poisons and anti-venoms.
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 16, 2016, 04:49:02 pm
"For the love of Dathalla! Get back inside before you explode!"Show my love of Dathalla by doing that. Pay close attention to what the shopkeeper says, and follow his instructions so as not to explode.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 16, 2016, 06:05:30 pm
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on October 16, 2016, 11:47:09 pm
specifically mention the venom i used in my first mission that created those posionous green fumes when exposed to metal.
Post by: Egan_BW on October 17, 2016, 12:13:25 am
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Ozarck on October 18, 2016, 03:49:16 pm
Post by: Ozarck on October 19, 2016, 04:47:49 pm
alright, you get cleaned up, and fussed at for making a mess of some explosive glitter. Shit costs money, yo."For the love of Dathalla! Get back inside before you explode!"Show my love of Dathalla by doing that. Pay close attention to what the shopkeeper says, and follow his instructions so as not to explode.
Go back to my nap while I wait for the others to finish up then help them loadavoiding comical misunderstandings like a boss.
inquire to see if they shop would be willing to buy some of my venoms to add to their collection.Comunication is not cHo's strong point, but you spit on something metal and it starts smoking. You have gained the shopkeeper's attention.
specifically mention the venom i used in my first mission that created those poisonous green fumes when exposed to metal.
((There's not many good pictures showing the size of the arc pylon, but it's bigger than that, certainly taller than most humans.Okay. A little bigger than I had envisioned, but that works out fine.PYLON isn't necessarily the same thing, but that's what I use as my baseline.))Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Thrips (Yoink) and Cho-Ja (U_P) are negotiating for ingredients, and Altair is looking for a magical focus, Place your final orders, and give me a shopping list for what else you guys want in the bazaar. I think there was one more location I had in mind for you to visit? I forget what it was though, but you can go there and make the exchange on the way to your various embezzlement opportunities.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 19, 2016, 06:54:32 pm
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 19, 2016, 09:01:21 pm
return to the cart.
Post by: Egan_BW on October 19, 2016, 10:55:17 pm
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on October 19, 2016, 11:53:09 pm
Post by: Yoink on October 20, 2016, 06:01:57 am
Thrips (Yoink) and Cho-Ja (U_P) are negotiating for ingredientsUmmmm, I don't know. Something to make things super-tasty? Or to open a portal to the Delicious Dimension inside one's mouth as they eat?
Maybe just something to add a truckload of nutrition to even the simplest meals?
Focus mostly on normal, nice-tasting stuff that I might not have already, though. Magic stuff... only if we can afford it.
Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
Post by: Ozarck on October 20, 2016, 07:01:26 pm
Drive this group ofOkay. long the way, you tell your passengers you want a long bow, and make whining noises until someone agrees to get you one. It's sturdy, functional, and six feet tall. It comes with three strings and twenty fletched arrows. record that on your character sheet.robbers maniacsLegionnaires where ever they want to go and if we pass a weapon shop kick someone who is a bit more charismatic out to get me a longbow.
I just want to sell enough of Cho's corrosive venom for enough money to buy an entry level spellbook that will allow me to cast more complex spells.You gesture awkwardly, and point at a specimen jar, then point at the cash till. The shopkeeper gets the idea, and takes several vials of your drool, and a few other samples from you, handing you a small purse and a receipt in return. Yo then walk down the street alongside the cart until you find a rather large, open, classy looking shop full of artifacts of the wizardly profession. Now, do you want to be a Spellcaster? or are you thinking more along the lines of making specific spells, like by tattooing runes onto your body, or something else? to be a spellcaster, you're gonna want the specialty. PM me what you're thinking of, and we'll set it up.
Nutritious we can do. there's little hope of making the food tasty for all the different races that call Omega home, but you manage to get a pretty decent variety, including some ingredients that you need someone to explain to you. Yo put the one back when the guy starts talking about certain conditions to avoid while preparing the meal, so as to avoid the risk of Space Herpes. Yo u just know you would infest Omega before you even managed to get back there, if you tried that. But the lumpy blue rocks seem like a good bet. THe instructions are a little hard to follow, but you think you can make a great soup for your more floral associates.Thrips (Yoink) and Cho-Ja (U_P) are negotiating for ingredientsUmmmm, I don't know. Something to make things super-tasty? Or to open a portal to the Delicious Dimension inside one's mouth as they eat?
Maybe just something to add a truckload of nutrition to even the simplest meals?
Focus mostly on normal, nice-tasting stuff that I might not have already, though. Magic stuff... only if we can afford it.Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)
((Earlier you mentioned a clockwork manufactory, if that's what you're talking about.))okay, you direct the cart toward the clockwork factory, while your companions spend your largess like they own it. Eventually you arrive.
return to the cart.
As official trade-keeper-track-of-er, take a little extra from our account, and send mister Altier to pick up some construct parts. At least one thing compatible with PYLON (if in doubt, just stick some extra capacitors on, so I can ZAP harder), and something that would make the mechanists back at base happy. If I can make them approve, what the brass thinks of a little overspending can be largely ignored.You acquire three small, glowing orbs which hover about your being like little satellites. Neat. You are so excited aout your purchase that you trade away a few o fthe pieces that were supposed to go to the gnomes at base. Well, what they don't know, right?
Alright, all the official shopping is done. Heading back, or doing a little sightseeing?
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 20, 2016, 10:00:15 pm
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on October 20, 2016, 10:29:24 pm
I believe I still have an empty jar in my inventory to store it in.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 21, 2016, 03:32:57 am
Post by: Yoink on October 22, 2016, 10:43:08 pm
"Um, we're not in any hurry, are we? I w... wouldn't mind seeing more of the, uh, city. That we're in."
Meekly suggest some sightseeing before we leave. If we aren't leaving right away, go exploring.
If the others are adamant about heading back to base, just take a nap in the wagon.
Post by: Ozarck on October 24, 2016, 04:55:41 pm
oh and try to get some fresh tree sap if possible.Fresh, huh? Hmm. Alright, a local apothecary manages to provide you with a bottle of sap, in exchange for your empty.
I believe I still have an empty jar in my inventory to store it in.
Watch the scenery as we ride back to base. If Pylon shows any interest in further upgrades, attempt to help him.
Drive back to base If the others want to stop. Take a nap
Thrips looked around as he neared the wagon. There was still so much to see of this strange city, and who knows when he'd get more spare time?
"Um, we're not in any hurry, are we? I w... wouldn't mind seeing more of the, uh, city. That we're in."
Meekly suggest some sightseeing before we leave. If we aren't leaving right away, go exploring.
If the others are adamant about heading back to base, just take a nap in the wagon.
Looks like there is a bit of indifference here, so Homeward you go. Perhaps we'll have another mission in this place later, and you can see more of the sights then.
For now, my creative juices need a bit of recharge.
If I remember correctly, this wasn't a level up mission. It was mostly to keep some players occupied and be silly while we waited for the other missions to wrap. anyone take issue with that?
Homeward bound
Either way: You all rest in the carts for the night, since the cliffs are challenging enough in the light. Not that night is particularly dark, what with the massive sun making dusk last for ages, leaving a brief time in which the stars come out before the false dawn lights up the sky again, for what seems like hours before the sun itself burns orange into the sky. You stretch, eat a modest breakfast, and ride the cart up to the checkpoint. The guards there inspect your cargo, charge a modest fee for the unexpected items - standard customs, it's in the paperwork - and send you on your way with well wishes and prayers for health. You climb the cliff, getting a tad dizzy as hte city fades below and you have naught but air on one side, and rock on the other to keep you company. At last, you come up onto the barren, dry plateau. Again, Cho Ja gets that weird sense of rightness, mixed with something off. An uncanny valley sort of feeling, as if it were a familiar place, but with some aspect of it changed in an unsettling way. You follow the dusty path back toward where you first appeared in this land, slowing the rhinos as you begin to wind between some boulders, into a small ravine. The sky darkens, and the walls begin to sweat. And at last, you find yourself, axle deep in flowing water, rain pounding on the wagon covers, and Rhinos shifting nervously, or is that playfully? as the storm pours in.
Post by: Egan_BW on October 24, 2016, 10:31:49 pm
PYLON idly hums a cheerful and relaxing tune. (https://youtu.be/aATyrpOMsOU)
Post by: Unholy_Pariah on October 25, 2016, 12:05:44 am
Idly inspect my new spell engravings, see how long it takes for Ironskin to spread to my fingertips.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 25, 2016, 12:34:55 am
((For the record, I would have asked for a level if we had gotten ourselves in some more danger, but really all we did on this mission was embarrass ourselves and get more loot, so no level is fine.))(I agree with this we didn't really have any risk aside from embarrassment)
PYLON idly hums a cheerful and relaxing tune. (https://youtu.be/aATyrpOMsOU)
Hum along with the tunes as we head home
Post by: AkumaKasai on October 26, 2016, 12:22:21 pm
Post by: Ozarck on October 26, 2016, 03:50:46 pm
((For the record, I would have asked for a level if we had gotten ourselves in some more danger, but really all we did on this mission was embarrass ourselves and get more loot, so no level is fine.))This is oddly fitting, considering the very wet and stormy circumstances.
PYLON idly hums a cheerful and relaxing tune. (https://youtu.be/aATyrpOMsOU)
((i have no issue, finally got my IC excuse to delve into real magic so thats enough for me.))They are mostly dark, with some pigment in a couple places, especially in the rot spell. Ironskin takes about thirty seconds to reach your finger tips. You feel a weird sort of resistance to it when it passes through the other spells, but the skin there seems as affected as everywhere else that you can see or touch.
Idly inspect my new spell engravings, see how long it takes for Ironskin to spread to my fingertips.
I mean, you all got back to the Canyon. It is very wet, and the rhinos are twitchy. No one is here to greet you either.((For the record, I would have asked for a level if we had gotten ourselves in some more danger, but really all we did on this mission was embarrass ourselves and get more loot, so no level is fine.))(I agree with this we didn't really have any risk aside from embarrassment)
PYLON idly hums a cheerful and relaxing tune. (https://youtu.be/aATyrpOMsOU)
Hum along with the tunes as we head home
Watch the scenery as we head back to base.Well, those rock walls over there sure are wet. that waterfall sure is splashy. Those clouds up there sure are dark and grey. never seen Omega dark and grey before.
Post by: Egan_BW on October 27, 2016, 01:46:04 am
Post by: Ozarck on October 29, 2016, 08:19:47 am
Now, with those orbs floating around me, do you think I could do something like this? (https://youtu.be/M96aZpyydLg) And could I get any benefit from overcharging the orbs, causing them to shatter, but output more power for one final burst?probably, yes. Tinkering with them, you discover that they can act as a sort of energy sink, or a reflector when spun up, or they can be tapped into your offensive weapon like you described. However, they go inert after being fired and require a time to recharge. they require more time to recharge when used offensively than when they act as passive shields. And exploding them, well, you don't test that out juuuust yet. But, note that you are generally going to be the closest one to them when they do break.
Post by: killerhellhound on October 29, 2016, 08:42:09 am
Post by: Ozarck on October 29, 2016, 09:30:06 am
Head on to base.Yep, off you go, wading through the muck.
You all can go ahead over to the main thread, or just chill. We'll assume you waded into the flooded Omega Base and did what you needed to do, including finding a pplace to store the cart and unload without getting everything thoroughly soaked.
Post by: Yoink on October 29, 2016, 10:36:04 am
Post by: Ozarck on October 29, 2016, 04:53:13 pm
Retroactively fart during the trip back. Blame it on PYLON.-fart- "You stink PYLON."
"MINDLESS ORGANIC. YOUR ACCUSATIONS ARE BASELESS AND IGNORANT."