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Alan, Heavily Delayed Poster

When an opportunity for bluffing pops up, Alan never turns it down! He draws upon the accumulated experience of ten thousand milliseconds as an employed individual, and puts on an Official Face.

Summon some pizza and pretend to be a pizza delivery guy, talking my way past the guard with sheer bluster.

Daniels has been lost in thought for the last minute or so, a dense cloud of mixed emotions and tangled thoughts swirling around his mind.

I promised them I wouldn't seek confrontation with him. I told myself I wasn't that sort of person anymore
                                                                                  murder him
           whythefuckareyousoconcernedaboutthisanywayyourattachmenttothemisfleeting
                Killing him would not solve my problems in fact it'd only make more
Really want to kill that interfering bastard
What the hell am I even gonna do once we reach our destination I can't remember if I'm signed just for this one voyage or not                                 your minions could assist in writing that fucking documentation that's not the point you nitwit no shut up it has to be


                                                                                _no^one_likes^you
could i challenge him for the captainship maybe

                                                                                                   why is he so damn petty anyway

You Could Use The Well NO

At last he shakes his head and looks back at Peaks and Shores, blinking sheepishly. "Sorry," he says, scratching his head. "Just ... got reminded of something from my Earth life. Yeah. _{We'll go with that.}"

After about three seconds of awkward silence he pipes up again. "That's, er, that's alright, Shores. We'll fit it in when it's possible. Uh, Peaks, not to change the subject dramatically, but I had a question regarding Linda."

Struggle to deal with unexpected internal turmoil, ask about whatever the heck happened with Linda and the lock.

((Apologies, I did the thing where I thought I posted and forgot I hadn't again. It plays into Daniels' current frame of mind as it happens anyhow though.))

Campaign, Alan 'Accidental Timewrinkler' Rickybickystickyvick

((Well, my plan was to have you explain how you would tackle each situation with me always giving a description with the results of something like a 5 to show the best possible case. Then I would actually execute the plan in one turn once the situation in the temple was resolved and see how horribly you succeeded/failed. That way I could avoid paradoxes while still having you do things and I could simply fast forward to a point where you could sync up with the guys in the temple. But if you wanna go ahead and cause paradoxes, I'm fine with that, I'll just use my divine powers of retcon magic.))

((Ah, I see. I should clarify, I'm not bored, I just thought this guy was being excessively detail-oriented for whatever reason and was RPing along that path. Why don't we go with the plan you originally had, that seems like it'll be less of a headache for you. My apologies for the misinterpretation on my part.))

See above. On the question of how Alan would navigate the temple interior (which was the next question as I recall), Alan would use some combination of a cardboard box, appropriate-coloured paint, green for sneaking around outside, grey for inside, and several gigantic music-playing gift cards to serve as a distraction while he and his buddy stealth their way inside.

she says in the kind of hopeful tone that makes it clear enough that there is likely no chance of this ever happening.

((I'll make an actual post later on today, I just wanted to note that this particular bit really got me because I've heard that exact tone far too many times in my own life, and I didn't forsee it popping up in a forum game of all things. Well done, HB, stuff like this is why I enjoy your writing so much.))

"Look, I'm not gonna rob you of your time to have an existential crisis. The others had one, I've had three or so by now, it's a necessary step for your mind to process the shock of suddenly being in ... here. You can ignore my murder-thought, it won't touch you. Just take a bit of time to process all this, and come see me when you're ready to talk about it some more. Sound good?"

"Gave me superhuman strength, it can tell you the location of pretty much anything or the ideal way to get something, gifting various abilities of varying types to people - you'll encounter at some point people with magical words, which are basically words that when said exert their meaning on the surroundings - fire as a Word would manifest fire in the world depending on the context you use it in. That seems to be the most common sort of magical phenomena around, but there are plenty others, and plenty of ways to gain them - especially for us, since our forms are specially tuned to pick up reality-altering abilities."

Daniels dances around his murder-thought a little to demonstrate. "This didn't come from the well, though. Got it another way."

Daniels shakes his head.

"No, this isn't hell - or if it is, pretty much every religion is wrong to a hilarious degree. You're in a different world, basically. Ever read Narnia? Sorta like that, only we've basically been plucked from Earth and manifested here by the will of an interdimensional entity to be used as research probes. ...not really like Narnia now that I think about it."

"NOTHING EVER GOT DONE BY QUITTING EARLY!"

I'm setting this house on fire, by golly!