Go still and play dead.
please forget about me and leave me alone. you have bigger problems right now, and i nearly am dead anyway.
IF it seems like a follow-up blow is incoming, then i'll tug on whatever thread I can so that I can be wisked out of the way. preferably Grey's but I can't be picky in that kind of situation.
In whatever case, I'm out of the fight at this time, unless everything falls apart I'm not likely to do much for the rest of the encounter.
Name: Terissa / Tess
Description: a passive but brave teenage girl with purple hair and brown eyes, she has a hint of protrusions on her shoulderblades like the beginnings of wings, and a thin lizardlike tail, but nothing useful at this time.
Nature: Chameleon
Status: miniwings replaced by moderate-size wings made of air, mostly healed from a gunshot wound.
HP: 1
Inventory: Purple robe with red eye symbol on the back, white gloves with red eye symbol on their palm, 4-foot long iron needle that has been charged once from stabbing The Hammer, and once from killing a gourd.
Fate Points: 4
violet= Genesis
blue= Grey
The thorny branch doesn't pull back so much as it just vanishes into nothing. It has successfully speared you straight down through the roof and second story of an old building and left you laying flat on your back, looking up at the vine blackened sky.
Ow. Ow. Can't feel legs. Hopefully still
have legs...
Deadpan, Sunny looks up at Aaron for a second if you looked at him you'd swear he had murder in his nebulous eyes but that all dropped away seeing all the new (not to mention old) friends he was about to make thus his smile returned "I was sure that sapling would listen," dusting his leotard off the homunculus said to his companion "Oh well, there'll always be other saplings anyhow."
Seeing as the situation looks bad Sunny calls on the power of Friendship to protect his allies by asking Friendship nicely to lend him aid. (Use 1 Fate Point for this)
Name: Subject
D (A.K.A:
Sunny Dee)
Description:
Sunny Dee looks like a normal male human in a brightly colored leotard. Well normal except for his eyes, that are nebulous and translucent.
Nature: All-Tounges
Status: Friendship found him, he never had to look far, oh and he's male.
HP: 10
Inventory:
- Brightly Colored Leotard
- Nothing
Fate Points: 1 (-1 FP with current declared action)
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Sunny, with the power of god and anime on her side apparently, asks the concept of friendship for help. All the homunculi feel a warm sensation in their chest and know that their friends have their back! They can win! Heart of the cards...whatever that means!
[All Homunculi rolling at advantage this turn.]
"Sorry. It didn't look like you were getting anywhere with that, so I thought we should help the others. Here, take this and if any of our friends looks badly hurt, ask their body to fix itself a little in exchange for some dessert. You can have one of us use needle transportation with you if necessary."
Aaron gives Sunny any conduit dessert stored in his sleeves, draws his bloodthirsty knife, and watches his surroundings while attempting to know where the most hostiles are in the valley.
Name: Aaron Blackstar
Description: A thin, tall man with pale skin, long ink-black hair, and a carefully trimmed goatee. His eyes look like finely faceted balls of smoky quartz.
Nature: Cognizant
Status: Here! Be a medic!
HP: 10
Inventory: Robe, needle, and gloves. Bloodthirsty serrated fighting knife. Assorted conduit food in sleeves (minus one steak and all dessert).
FP: 0
Links: Red:Hugh, Yellow:Youare, Green:Grey, Orange:Greed, Blue: Aa
You hand a piece of cake to Sunny, who immediately declares you her "Cake friend" and then try to know something.
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?,?]
It seems like the entire valley is hostile...as well as the sky. Not a lot of friendship around, other than Sunny of course.
Grey takes advantage of the smoke screen to scramble into cover inside the ruins, using his robe to camouflage himself with the intent of hiding until the bulk of the enemy forces have moved past his position.
Name:Grey
Description: A hairless pink colored man with lacking facial features, little more than a pair of eyes, two holes for a nose, and a line for a mouth. At the moment he's looking less pink and more pale.
Nature: Verbomancer (Maintain)
Status: Maintaining silence
HP: 4
Inventory:Torn purple robe, giant needle with a spell:Maintain the health of Grey and all of his allies within 100 meters of him (5) and a rifle fused to a magic saber
Fate Points: 1
Red Genesis
Orange Debby
Yellow Aa-tou-tou
Violet Youare
Blue Tess
Indigo Hugh
Green Aaron
Follow Grey into whatever ruin he's planning on hiding in, also disguise myself as rubble and keep weapon ready to murder attackers.
Name: Debby
Description: Looks like a regular human woman but with the head of a deer.
Nature: All-Tounges
Status: Normal
HP: 8
Inventory:
purple robe
white gloves
big ass needle (strange black magic)
Sword
Elizabeth Audrey Foxington, the living fox doll, now with parka
Rope
Rifleaxe
10' rope
Spork with sharp serrated edges on the spoon part
Some rags
Sewing needle
Chest piece it doesn't fit well
Helmet doesn't fit well
Fate Points: 5
*shrug*
Move inward, but angled a bit away from the landslide. Use my robe to camouflage with whatever landscape I am currently in. Keep low so the damaged portion is hidden as much as possible. Carefully observe any humans or humanoids that approach. Heck, look at them through the needle to see if they are magically controlled. Be ready to stab anything hostile that isn't under the Covenant of Protection.
Description: Classic 80s action hero looks, kinda quiet. think Kurt Russel from the movie Soldier
Nature: Pureblood [Iteration 31195, Calderon Code: Phlogiston. Investigation Corp, Patron: Sebiline the All-Seeing]
Status: Currently has nothing high to fall from
HP: 97
Inventory: Robe (damaged: hip and waist burned out), gloves (only one at the moment), needle, Ceramic bread loaf. Hammer pendant of missile resistance and freezing when wet. 10 ft. negative space murderlance
Plates, bowls, silverware, clothing, sewing needles, thread, twine, fabric, a few books, medicine in small glass bottles, what looks like a homemade first aid kit, bed roll, pillow, and more like this. Small amount of money.
Fate Points: 4
Debby, Tess, Luta, Grey, Hugh.
Hugh finds cover and uses his robe to disguise himself appropriately. He examines anyone passing by through his needle, ready to defend himself and the other’s as necessary.
Part of a rock wall.
Darkness.
Plates and silverware
The distance between the conduit and the village.
An extremely tiny part of the distance between the inn and the creature.
Several (possibly wrong) answers to the question of where the creatures are.
(Possibly) several pieces of Hugh’s chipped teeth.
Two gourd creatures (with magic from an unknown source.).
A mile of air.
A pond’s worth of water that had a bunch of corpses decompose in it.
An (un)Holy Noise
Name: Hugh.
Description: A large, fat, bald human male who, despite being seemingly obese, is immensely strong. He towers over others, with the tallest of the other (current) humonculi only coming up to the center of his abdomen. He has a hearty laugh that makes his belly shake like a bowl full of jelly, and is very kind and jovial
Nature: Glutton.
Status: Ho! Ho… Hide!
HP: 9
Inventory: Robe and needle.
Fate Points: 3
Red - Aaron
Orange -
Yellow - Genesis
Green - Greed
Blue - Youare
Indigo - Grey
Violet - Aa Tou Tou Lesia
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Gray, Hugh, Genesis, and Debby scramble down the crater wall in silence as Sharpe continues providing covering fire. Gray is somewhat distracted as he moves, both from his recent near possession and from the fact that it is taking constant effort to keep his "maintain" spell active. The force in that pit is pushing on his bubble of silence very hard and only getting harder. They make it down past the trees and into the bare stone, weaving between buildings and sticking to the shadows. As they go, they get a better look at the people charging up towards the landslide and Sharpe: On the outside most appear to be normal humans, though dirty and ragged. The needles show a twisting noose of magical thorns around their necks, rising up and back to the great ethereal tree growing from the pit. Others, moving slowly towards the landslide, are less human. Tiny black saplings have sprouted from the shoulders, necks, or heads, in some cases completely replacing their heads. Branches are sprouting from their arms and legs, waving slowly of their own accord with no care for what their host desires. Closer to the pit are even worse things. Maybe human, once, but now little more than shreds of flesh and clothing on twisted thorny behemoths.
Between the darkened alleyway they're crouching in now and the pit is nothing but bare stone and a few scattered buildings. They'd have to run at least 20 or 30 feet between structures in the open before they got to cover again. They're considering this prospect when all the sound suddenly cuts back in with a screech. They are suddenly deafened by shouts, screams, the rapid "BRRRRRRRRRR" of whatever Sharpe is doing and the detonations that result from it. The singing is still restrained by Grey's magic for the moment though.
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