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[Gatleos]

Spoiler: Alright, here's the deal. (click to show/hide)

This is a tabletop game. Normally things outside of combat are fairly asynchronous, so we're going to cram it all into a play-by-post style. What this means is that there's going to be a greater density of danger to your actions like in a normal rtd.

If you didn't catch it by reading the rulebook, you have to specify a cliche when making an action. Any cliche can be used for any action, but less appropriate ones will have a greater challenge rating applied to them. Due to the granularity of the turns, no CR will ever go below 5 (so no auto-succeeds). Let's begin.

Turn 0: The Setup

Smoke fills the air in the dimly-lit Latin-themed cantina, and three strange figures are sitting around a shabby card table mulling over mugs of what appears to be booze with the consistency of porridge. An elderly man in an unbuttoned red silk shirt sits across the room, deep in a game of cards, and a mysterious man in a lab coat sits at the bar, studying the other patrons. One of the gentlemen at the table, wearing a dark blue suit, suddenly speaks up.
"Alright, so what's the plan?"
"Plan? weren't we here to relax after we... finished our last... operation? What was that again?"
"*sigh* You people can't keep your facts straight. We were on our way to recover the... thing... I-I don't remember stopping in a town. When did we--"
The pointy-eared man at the bar starts a bit and looks up, then gets out of his chair.
"I don't remember walking into this bar."
The silk-shirted man continues his game of cards, and a mustachioed bandito loudly sharpens a knife nearby.
Derm
Dark Sorceror (4/4) Heroic Comedic Sociopath (2/2) Mad Doctor (2/2) Friends in strange places (2/2)
Inventory: Robe, Hat, Staff of Horrors, Syringe
Leonard Nimoy
Actor (4/4) Scientist (2/2) Science Fiction (2/2) William Shatner (2/2)
Inventory: Ear Prosthetic, Communicator (2), Lab Coat
Abel Siegfried Alehandro
Geezer (4/4) Latin Lover (3/3) Bimbo (3/3)
Inventory: Rose (in mouth), Silk Shirt, Speedo, Heart Medication
Retsaot, the Walking Paradox
Random Things Always Happen to Me (4/4) Mechanic (3/3) Driver (3/3)
Inventory: Wrench, Coveralls, Pocket Watch
Nagano Italiano
Gangster (3/3) Conman (4/4) Thief (3/3)
Inventory: Pistol, Lockpick, Hat, Suit

[Toaster]

((That empty abbr tag is tripping me out.  Also, if I'm going into this blind of the Risus rules, am I in trouble?  I feel like mixing things up by playing blind.))



Retsaot looks around confused, like something that was supposed to happen didn't.  Or was it something did happen that wasn't supposed to?  He wasn't sure, and that confused him any more.

"I seem to remember a race or driving test or something.  Weren't any of you there?"

[GreatWyrmGold]

Remember why I'm here.

[BFEL]

"Well you lovely whippersnappers, eet ees no problem, so long as I have my Heart Medication [in little blue pill form ] I care not where we take our rest naps."

Summon up some ladies to ogle my buff latin wrinkles

[Chink]

"Way I see it, gentlemen, we have two options to get out of here: walk out the bar, or pick a bar fight and fight our way out. I leave the choice to you."

Remember what business I was conducting here.

[Dermonster]

"Coming to conciousness with no recollection of what I was doing or where I'm going. Hrm. Unless you have any better ideas, I believe the best course of action obvious."

(Dark Sorceror) Torch the bar.

[BFEL]

"Way I see it, gentlemen, we have two options to get out of here: walk out the bar, or pick a bar fight and fight our way out. I leave the choice to you."

Remember what business I was here conducting.

((He kinda assigned us each a color, it would probably be helpful to stick to it, or at least request a switch))

[Gatleos]

((That empty abbr tag is tripping me out.  Also, if I'm going into this blind of the Risus rules, am I in trouble?  I feel like mixing things up by playing blind.))



Retsaot looks around confused, like something that was supposed to happen didn't.  Or was it something did happen that wasn't supposed to?  He wasn't sure, and that confused him any more.

"I seem to remember a race or driving test or something.  Weren't any of you there?"

Whoops. I feel like I created some sort of otherworldly dread surrounding Leonard Nimoy, like his existence is breaking the system. I'll give him a description next turn. As for the rules, looking at the spoiler in the first turn should be enough to understand what you're doing so you're not caught flatfooted. You should be able to observe the rest.

[Toaster]

"Wait... my ear itches.  Maybe something is coming our way?

(Random Things Always Happen to Me) Check out the bar area for clues.

[BFEL]

"Wait... my ear itches.  Maybe something is coming our way?

(Random Things Always Happen to Me) Check out the bar area for clues.

((You might wanna stay clear of that area, because this:

"Coming to conciousness with no recollection of what I was doing or where I'm going. Hrm. Unless you have any better ideas, I believe the best course of action obvious."

(Dark Sorceror) Torch the bar.

))

[Dermonster]

((Note 'Unless you have any better ideas'))

[BFEL]

((Note 'Unless you have any better ideas'))

((Well so long as the burning doesn't scare away the ladies, I'm fine with it ))

[Gatleos]

Turns out I picked the worst possible day to start this. I can't update tonight, but I will when I can. Sorry.

[Gatleos]

Turn 1: This Place Has Terrible Service

Remember why I'm here.

Using your amazing acting skills, you try to remember your character motivation. Your mind breaks past a strong mental barrier, and you remember coming across a village! This village however contained no traces of Spanish and/or central American influence. Such influence would be illogical, as the village was on an alien planet in deep space. As you make this realization, the bartender looks at you and reaches under the counter for something.

Summon up some ladies to ogle my buff latin wrinkles

"Well you lovely whippersnappers, eet ees no problem, so long as I have my Heart Medication [in little blue pill form ] I care not where we take our rest naps."
The last buttons on your silk shirt fly across the room as you flex two latinas to your side! One of them pushes you back into your chair as they surround you.

Remember what business I was conducting here.

*cough* "Way I see it, gentlemen, we have two options to get out of here: walk out the bar, or pick a bar fight and fight our way out. I leave the choice to you."
You remember your last job, to recover a set of vital documents from some natives and return them to the galactic mining company that hired you. Mexican cantinas were just about the last thing this mission involved.

(Dark Sorceror) Torch the bar.

Magical energy swirls around your hand, and you prepare to unleash a jet of flame across the bar.
"Coming to consciousness with no recollection of what I was doing or where I'm going. Hrm. Unless you have any better ideas, I believe the best course of action obvious."

(Random Things Always Happen to Me) Check out the bar area for clues.

"I seem to remember a race or driving test or something.  Weren't any of you there?"
You stand up from the table and scan the bar, the eyes of the shady patrons following you along. The bandito quits sharpening his knife and stands up to face you.
"¿Qué necesitas, amigo?" he says, in an oddly poor Mexican accent. Your gut clenches. Something feels wrong.
"Wait... my ear itches.  Maybe something is coming our wa--
A jet of flame shoots across the room and ignites the bandito, and he looses an unearthly scream of pain! His flaming poncho scatters embers as a cluster of tentacles sprouts from his back. His human disguise sloughs off and piles on the floor sickeningly, and a halo of crackling flame spreads over the wall behind him!

The bar patrons stand up and screech in tandem, their bones crackling as they prepare to shed their disguises. The two latinas grab Abel and body slam him onto the table, holding tightly to his arms!
Derm
Dark Sorceror (4/4) Heroic Comedic Sociopath (2/2) Mad Doctor (2/2) Friends in strange places (2/2)
Inventory: Robe, Hat, Staff of Horrors, Syringe
Leonard Nimoy
Actor (4/4) Scientist (2/2) Science Fiction (2/2) William Shatner (2/2)
Inventory: Ear Prosthetic, Communicator (2), Lab Coat
Abel Siegfried Alehandro
Geezer (4/4) Latin Lover (3/3) Bimbo (3/3)
Inventory: Rose (in mouth), Silk Shirt, Speedo, Heart Medication
Retsaot, the Walking Paradox
Random Things Always Happen to Me (4/4) Mechanic (3/3) Driver (3/3)
Inventory: Wrench, Coveralls, Pocket Watch
Nagano Italiano
Conman (4/4) Gangster (3/3) Thief (3/3)
Inventory: Pistol, Lockpick, Hat, Suit

[Dermonster]

"I absolutely knew that would happen! Quick, teal man! Protect me with your meaty innards!"

(Comedic Sociopath) I cast NaganoDoken on a nearby horror.