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Roll To Dodge / Re: Roll to Brawl: Game 1, Pregame
« on: April 29, 2013, 10:07:20 pm »(when are we going to play?)(When we're all finished chatting.)
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(when are we going to play?)(When we're all finished chatting.)
I'm guessing GWG wants the knowledge so he can offer classes in all subjects, as a teacher trope; much as I'm going for a vet trope. Yes we're already trying to form a service economy.Well, scientist/teacher, but yes. And yes, we are, but mostly because there's not a lot of goods available except food (which we can mostly make ourselves) and trinkets (which only one is ever needed).
Go into the building.
Wake up.
"What's going on? Where am I?"
"Hm... Kill somethin'? Well..." Rick shrugged as he went to go check out what exactly he's suppose to attack. "If'in this will help you I suppose..." His voice was rather unsure, although how he's making this sound is even more unsure because he has a worm head. Best not to dwell on such things though.
Use my right to a phone call to phone up my lawyer and ask her to get over here and represent me and stuff. Make damn sure to keep self blindfolded during the meeting with her if she's available.
Punch a teller IN THE FACE. If anyone pulls a gun, teleport it out of their hands.
So Passion is awake enough. Time to use this conversation for real now.
{s}"Are you well?"
"I'm cool, bro. Hey, it's lunchtime- what say we get some grub?"
"A nice crisp salad would set me right."
"Rabbit food, bro? Lame-o. A burger would be totally righteous."
"That stuff will kill you."
"Ain't killed me yet, yo!"
Go get lunch! Find a nice cafe that serves healthy salads and unhealthy burgers. Logic will carry Passion if he's not awake enough to move.
attempt to shank the guy with my broken bottle until he leaves or is wounded to such an extent that he is forced to leave, pay for my beer and buy some pretzels to snack on.
(wait, I can speak in tongues?)
Tell the doctor in ancient Greek the story of Medusa.
The worm thing was airborne, no way he could keep up with it now. And he felt the sudden need to sow discontent amongst Americans, despite this being strictly a retrieval mission. With this in mind, he goes looking for the kind of rural people who might harbor anti-institutional sentiments, that live in the woods. The CEO probably wouldn't get mad for him taking a little initiative before extraction.
Sure. Turn updated.I'll let you know when I teach it again. I'll probably wait for a couple more students.
What's the going rate for grafting once you next teach it?
Retaliate with Ballistic Cake.[6] Ballistic Cakes launched! Oh dear...
Bake Xantalos into a cake and throw him at Cheesecake[6] Mm! Oh no!
Take over the Far Realm.
[6+1] Oh dear oh dear.Take over the Far Realm.Aid action
USE MUSTACHE TO KILL ALL OTHER PLAYERS WITH SHEER BEAUTY[6] Oh criminy.
Eat Xantalos when Furtuka throws him at me.[5v4] OH CRIMI-FREAKIN-NEE!
Food would be fine, although I could also use your +1/2 food researches to have surplus for domestication once we start hunting...Alright.
Really I'm trying to set myself up as the resident vet/domesticator/hunting assistant so as long as I can find people who need my services, I can always trade them for food and not keep a herd myself.
If you'll include me the next round of teaching the +1/2 food researches I'll gladly teach you domestication.I'd be game with that. Teaching next turn?
Create drugs!What?
Cool with us.Indeed.
Take your time, we'd rather a quality update than a rushed one.
"Honor, eh? I can't imagine half of the downtown wanting you out unless you did something to get on their bad side.""Some fights, but I've gathered that such things, or 'gang wars,' are not entirely uncommon."
"Well, pleasure to meet ya. I hope there's no hard feelings, seeing as we're gonna be trying to bash eachother's faces in tomorrow, yeah?""Pleasure to meet with you as well. Oh, look, another one of you wishes to speak with me."
((What would "B. M." Johnson know about what the Ronin have done from speaking with our employers?))[?] You think that the gangs just hate them because of their honor, you know?
"Moby Godwinson, fellow outrider and the most knowledgable about english literature on this team. It's going to be a blast playing you guys.""Can't be a stiff competition, neh? Anyways, glad to meet my rival-to-be. Glad to play ya."
Ask them for their numbers, then go talk with the leader.You get their numbers.
"So, I'm Joey. I'm the boss of my boys here. You look like pretty decent people, so I just wanted to wish you luck. I'm pretty sure you can Brawl in other cities, too." Joey chuckles, then makes an "I'm sorry" gesture with his hands. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Seriously though, good luck. By the way, what're the girls' names and are they single?""I'll be glad to play you. Ah...that one," he points to the skinny one, "is Sleeper, and the other is ironically named Meat. I'm pretty sure Sleeper's single at the moment, but not Meat."
"I don't fraternize all that often with my teammates. I keep to myself off the field and that's my protocol.""Ah. I's a shame, tha' is. He seems...int'restin'. Like som'n I knew in a past life, ya know? Anyhoo, know any'ne who would know 'im?"
Walk away.You do.
"Well, I'm sorry if I offended you" Walk awayYou do.
((That's supposed to be better?!?!?))((Oh Gods. Grate's in the same room as that maniac.))((Not so much maniac as a Necromorph in human body.))