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Roll To Dodge / Re: Omega Legion
« on: March 25, 2017, 12:30:37 am »
Some hallucinogenics would be good.
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Groo will fly around for a bit, desperately searching for the fallen Daemonist, before eventually despairing and flying back to the airbase he started at. Then he'll wander off to find his surviving teammates.Groo takes his spunnyflane out, of the cave hovering low of over the treetops, and widly zigzagging high in the sky as he searches for his fallen friends. Eventually however niehter he nor Rufferto are able to find the daemonist and in despair he glumly flys back over to the airport and disembarks from his spunnyflane, before wandering into the same diner the wall is in.
((Dang, thought I had posted this for the last turn.))The two of you walk along, until you come to a room with a thick heavy door, opening it you come to a strange cross between a surgical thearter and a padded and carpeted room whith a small ring cut in the carpet. The sppok has you lie down on the table, before what appears to be a saw with a megaphone strapped to the motor, drilling it into the arm of you you hear a sudden screaming as the saw cuts off a small cross section of your, before the spook takes a welding torch and hurrdilly welds it into another section of your daemon leg. It’s at about this point that the schreecing in your head reaches a fevered pitch, and the spook slips an IV into you. You wake up later, with functioning if somewhat ugly welded limbs and an aching head and ears. Though judging by the smile on the spooks face it seems things went well.
Daemon and Weapon transfer time.
Hmm, what to do, what to do.Taking you massive form, you decide to head to a public library to check out a book, your heavy and rather loud metal form causing the wood flooring creak ominously as the librarian politely ignores the loud sounds that echo through the library. Finding the filing cabinets containing the catalogue you discover a problem, your hands are too thick to open the filing cabinet doors.
.oh I know, lets go read some fine literature and cook books
NUTRITION
This time I think I'll get an enormous salad, rather than sandwich.
"What is it, Rufferto? Did you find something? Did Draemitten fall off island again?!"Groo sprints after Rufferto asking ever more urgent questions as the two run down the hallways. Rufferto reaches the helicopter first, scampering into the still open door, Groo arrives shortly after, still completely oblivious to the ever louder sounds behind him. Eager to save his daemonist friend, Groo quickly starts up the helicopter and flys out of the cave.
Rush back to the spunnyflane with Rufferto, we need to rescue our daemonist!
((Where'd everyone else go? Groo's little excursion was just meant as a way to pass time while they got their stuff done...))The thing is an egg, or at least it looks like an egg, with a number of long intestinal like tubes running from it into the human corpses slashed open abdomens. Groo pumps two rounds into and the sphere ruptures as the buckshot tears into it. Spilling a small horribly deformed fetus like thing out onto the corpses. Theres a loud shrieking from deeper within the caves, and Rufferto starts to whine, while shying back towards the path leading to the helicopter.
Shoot the thing with the shotgun! If it clearly isn't dead, shoot a few more times, before stabbing it with the katana a few more times. Even if it isn't clearly alive, stab it a few times anyway.
Go walk about and find grue
"The death of my brother nearly broke the daemon in his limbs. It may have been due to the link between them, and I hope that banished daemons return home as well, but if that's the kind of fate a dissipated daemon faces, I can't help but feel bad for them. If they do return home, hopefully they have the knowledge there to fix them."Hm̛m̨,͡ a̵n i͠n͜tres͘t͠in̢g̴ r̵e͢qu҉es̀t he pauses and thinks for a moment, before smiling showing, off strangely shiny white teeth. Bu̡t w҉e͢ ͟t̸hin҉k th̀at ̵wę ͠c͏ould͏ ̵h͝e̸ĺp̶.͜
"Looks like I've recovered my energy. I want to move the Weapon into my arm and the new daemon into my leg. There are concerns that the Weapon is not mentally ready to live on his own, and the other daemon stated that he would like to be able to check up on the original daemon, so I would like them to be linked so that they can travel between the limbs. It may be more difficult, but it is what they want. More like making additions to a house than giving them each a new house. You think you could help me do it?"
Little bit more talking.
"No! This meat Groo and Rufferto's now!"
Groo will chop off the vines attached to the corpse, and set about looting it and then butchering it. He'll feed a bit of the meat to Rufferto, then start exploring the more open tunnel. The nest itself is left alone, of course.