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[smurfingtonthethird]

Right, the poll is finished. Time to turn up the difficulty to eleven.

[blazing glory]

Right, the poll is finished. Time to turn up the difficulty to eleven.

Suddenly I get a irrational feeling that something dangerous is coming by,but the feeling fades.

[Lolfail0009]

Right, the poll is finished. Time to turn up the difficulty to eleven.

>SURVIVE
>ADAPT
>EVOLVE
>ENGAGE: HATRED_INSTALL




(That was purely out of context. Procyon is not a cyborg.)

[IcyTea31]

Lucas de Carpe, the Artist, member of the expedition party: Stay behind the more muscular men while trying to calm and tame the cat-thing. "Hey there, kitty. Don't worry, we're not trying to steal your meal. In fact, maybe we can help you get even more food, if you stick with us." If this doesn't work, intimidate the cat-thing as you would a cougar.

[darkpaladin109]

Mallone, proffesional bouncer and adventure party member
Punch the cat in the head

[smurfingtonthethird]

((You have no idea what you are doing and it is comedy gold))

[kj1225]

Try and find my way down again.

[NAV]

Spoiler: Bjorn (click to show/hide)

Name: Bjorn (Real name: Cameron McClelland)
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Appearance: A muscular man wearing a chainmail hauberk (made from pop can tabs), the furs of several neighbourhood pets, and a bike helmet with plastic horns attached. He has a long braided red beard. He is very hairy.
Personal information: He was bjorn in the wrong century.
Stats:
Strength: 11
endurance: 3
dexterity: 2
intelligence: 0
Charisma: 1
Profession: Berserker.
Inventory:
-Shield
-stick (perfect for hitting things)
-pike
-knuckledusters
-chainmail hauberk (made from pop can tabs)
-the furs of several neighbourhood pets
-a bike helmet with plastic horns attached.
-Berserking shrooms
-lots of feathers

Adventuring Party

WARRIORS! PROTECT THE WEAK.
Hold me shield in my left hand, and the front of the pike in my right.
FELLOW WARRIOR BARNEY, HELP ME WIELD THIS PIKE.

[smurfingtonthethird]

Try and find my way down again.

[4]

Back on the ground. Something is approaching the compound...

[Erils]

"Um just a question, but does anyone have a firearm? It would by nice if a sky-marshal happened to be on our flight."

[kj1225]

Investigate the something.

[blazing glory]

"Um just a question, but does anyone have a firearm? It would by nice if a sky-marshal happened to be on our flight."

Yeah Malone (otherwise known as darkpaladin) sports a gun with 6 bullets,no extra though.

[smurfingtonthethird]

((It has begun...))

BASE

Procyon, to base camp group: "Do any of you guys know how to make a lumber axe, or a two-man saw?"

[2]

No one seems to. Rats.

Starn Gundar

Give up on training Dex,set knuckles aside for anyone who wants them,try to craft a slender blade that should be 1-2 meters long,made to be as light but sturdy as possible.

Procyon, to base camp group: "Do any of you guys know how to make a lumber axe, or a two-man saw?"

I could probably make one but it will be crudely made!

[1+2]INT, [3-1]DEX

You make a shoddy sword plan which falls apart when you try to make it. You'd probably have more success with a forge.

Investigate the something.

[1]

It's a giant wombat! Or at least it looks like one. It slams through the barricade, smashes some things, and continues on to the fuzzy pink banana trees. Chaos ensues.

PARTY

Thomas Hawke Adventuring Party
Bash the cats head in with my baton

Lucas de Carpe, the Artist, member of the expedition party: Stay behind the more muscular men while trying to calm and tame the cat-thing. "Hey there, kitty. Don't worry, we're not trying to steal your meal. In fact, maybe we can help you get even more food, if you stick with us." If this doesn't work, intimidate the cat-thing as you would a cougar.

Mallone, proffesional bouncer and adventure party member
Punch the cat in the head

Spoiler: Bjorn (click to show/hide)

Name: Bjorn (Real name: Cameron McClelland)
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Appearance: A muscular man wearing a chainmail hauberk (made from pop can tabs), the furs of several neighbourhood pets, and a bike helmet with plastic horns attached. He has a long braided red beard. He is very hairy.
Personal information: He was bjorn in the wrong century.
Stats:
Strength: 11
endurance: 3
dexterity: 2
intelligence: 0
Charisma: 1
Profession: Berserker.
Inventory:
-Shield
-stick (perfect for hitting things)
-pike
-knuckledusters
-chainmail hauberk (made from pop can tabs)
-the furs of several neighbourhood pets
-a bike helmet with plastic horns attached.
-Berserking shrooms
-lots of feathers

Adventuring Party

WARRIORS! PROTECT THE WEAK.
Hold me shield in my left hand, and the front of the pike in my right.
FELLOW WARRIOR BARNEY, HELP ME WIELD THIS PIKE.

The artist tries to calm the men and the kitty, [1+1CHA] but fails dramatically. Malone punches the cat in the head [5+2]STR, and the cat bites his hand, crushing his bones (1+1END). Malone reels in pain. The thief [2] misses the cat. Bjorn readies his pike. The cat slashes at the party [5] and claws Malone further.


Base camp:
Lolfail
kj1225
Objective
Spinal_Taper
Yoink
mastahcheese
blazing glory
WhitiusOpus
Erils-One arm.
Two female flight attendants
First aid guy, George
Twelve random girls
Pilot

Exploration crew:
GrizzlyAdams
NAV
InsanityIncarnate
Darkpaladin-Hand broken, scratch wounds
IcyTea
Leonkr9

Things you own:
Your inventories (mainly useless crap)
Pile of unsearched bags
Pile of useless plane bits
Fuzzy pink bananas
Airline food
Quarter of a roast giant bird corpse

Places:
Plane crash: Consists of a plane crash (_/) in a clearing. Near a freshwater stream.
Fuzzy Pink Banana trees: a place with fuzzy pink banana trees.
Waterfall: a waterfall. It lets you see across a valley, and there's a big ass thing on the other side.

Important Stuff:
Morale: Low after rhino rampage
Food: 19 turns left (battle timestop in effect)

[kj1225]

FIGHT IT.

[blazing glory]

Get frustrated at my lack of success,start wandering into the woods for some solitude.