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Your logic is messing up my logic pointing out a perceived lack of logic. Thanks a lot.
Unfortunately, Phaeze is tragically left behind since he doesn't have a love interest to show him how to get out. There will be a huge collective "Oh hey, where'd Phaeze go?" when MisterLurch comes back.
;P
In the immortal words of Andrew Hussie:
Unsnop.
Agarthian Storyteller wrote: Get another one, add the shocking property to both, and then you can shout "Clear!" right before you use them! XD That deals 1d6 extra electricity damage.
Anybody else see the flaw here? :P
Ephebe wrote: ...she'd stopped to shoot an injured classmate. This is one of those quotes that really needs context to avoid being very amusing. ;)
Gustav Stonecutter wrote: "And it's too small to do anything." Cue Sifu throwing the rock at him.
I am well-versed in the animes, especially Discworld.
The silver liquid whirs through the grass and towards the forest, looking for Slarrow.
It'll be a while. :P
Khassar Blackadder wrote: I suppose I need to find a dice roller on here instad of rolling it manually and then typing it in.
Should have been 33.
My quote says a 32.
Well, ain't important. Pretty sure a 30 would notice the silver bit anyways.
Khassar Blackadder wrote: Perception
1d20 +29 = (4)+29 = 32
I think the Dice Roller got confused. Nice bonus, by the way.
Agarthian Storyteller wrote: How in the 9 Hells did that happen?
Also, no offense KC, but Soli reminds me of you back when we were playing the Elemental Champions. Charles too.
None taken. Implications that I've improved are what I play for.
Moving on. It's okay if I play the ruler of the Dragon Empire, right?
Awesome!
Okay, guess who it is?
You'll never guess! >:)
Headmaster Ryo wrote: Genosuke wrote: Shifts back into his human form.
"I will head outside and assist the headmaster."
He "Snapes" bows to all and leaves. I'm still waiting on the mob's reaction to the 'landslide' actually... What post was that? >.>
There are shouts of surprise as the wall comes up.
"He's a Cardcaster!"
"I told you!"
"We're here to kill the dragons!"
"We're here to shut you down!"
"Maybe we should go!"
"Kill him!"
Slarrow falls from Vakkler's pack, realizing his master has fallen unconscious for some reason. The tiny albino slurk hops over to Vai's unconscious form. He begins croaking up a storm, hoping to attract a healer.
Augh, missed Ryo's post.
The mob shouts at Ryo, refusing to be slowed. A few rocks are thrown. The others just attempt to go around the Headmaster.
Vakkler is still unconscious. The mob approaches the front gate.
Torches approach from the forest, carried by men and women with very ill intentions. A few of them carry swords, a few clubs, and a few are intent on simply burning the school to the ground.
It'd make more sense for them to arrive tomorrow, but I think I can justify their arriving tonight. They'll show up when people are ready--don't want to interrupt any roleplaying, and I want to hit my wordcount first. If there are no objections, I'll post Wednesday. :)
Filne Nathton wrote:
Filne has not met him so he is not aware of him. IC knowledge people. ;)
I think Dalesman was perfectly aware of Filne's lack of awareness. OOC text people. ;)
:P
Ryuzo Kato wrote:
He chuckles at her confusion....
And you were doing so well...

Cardcaster Ryo wrote: Ryo acknowledges Filne with a mental nod.
"The demons were not my school's. A student was overconfident in his abilities to summon and control. Have you ever thought that the very existence of this school is keeping the people of Agartha safe? Imagine what would have happened if that student was not in the school were the demons were contained! They would have run rampant and spread like a plague."
"Now, I am more than willing to send someone to take care of any and all demons that got out of the school, but I will not have you thinking that we encourage the possible creation of a full-scale demonic invasion in this school! You have accused me of having dragons in Avalon, and I have said I am innocent of such a charge. Then you accuse me of unleashing demons on the city, and that is a charge I am also innocent of."
"Of course, how I could have been harboring a creature that has been confirmed extinct is beyond me anyway."
The dwarf and tall man are nodding, but the younger man glares. "You're being difficult. No matter, we'll be back later."
He turns and heads out the door, and the other two follow.
Headmaster Ryo wrote: .... wrote: The dwarf frowns.
The younger man speaks up. "He wishes to remain anonymous. But he has offered highly substantial evidence towards our peril. That scale is the best physical proof, but his testimony cannot be doubted."
*Saffire flies through the window and out the door*
Drakes don't count, and I'm not sure Saff is a dragon type anyway. ;)
"Your peril? Dragons have been extinct for thousands of years, and unless some necromancer has gotten a hold of some bones, you have nothing to fear?" The man shakes his head. "Don't try and worm out of this, Cardcaster. We know very well what forces may be found in your school. Demons! We were hit by a few of yours. Failed experiments, I hope, and not some deliberate sabotage. But enough is enough. I'd hoped that you could find some reason, something we hadn't thought of. It's no good."
Headmaster Ryo wrote: "I can, since there are no dragons in this school. I would know if a destructive creature such as a dragon was roaming my halls." He picks up the scale and examines it critically. "You know we have a serpent shaman here, right? Your 'source' seems to have picked up a scale from one of his friends. May I asked who is stirring up trouble for my school?" The dwarf frowns.
The younger man speaks up. "He wishes to remain anonymous. But he has offered highly substantial evidence towards our peril. That scale is the best physical proof, but his testimony cannot be doubted."
*Saffire flies through the window and out the door*
Headmaster Ryo wrote: "Recruiting practices? Coming to this school is a choice, I merely send the invitation. What could you possible be suspicious of?" The dwarf chuckles hollowly. He reaches into his pocket and withdraws a black scale--Krays's, although Ryo may not know it. He sets it carefully on the desk and looks up. "A very reputable source has indicated that you house dragons in this school. Can you deny it?"
The man frowns. "I'm afraid not. We've seen reason to suspect your...recruiting practices."
Headmaster Ryo wrote: Ryo sighs as the message comes in. It seems like there wouldn't be an rest for a while. He sits down at his desks and readies himself and opens the door for the visitors.
"Welcome to my school. I hope the trip here was not difficult. If I may, what is business here today?"
The first to enter is a gray-haired dwarf. The second is a very tall middle-aged man, with close-cropped white hair. The third is a fellow in his late twenties, and he seems rather out of place. But the other two eye him with respect.
And he is the first to speak. "We've been hearing things."
Agarthian Storyteller wrote: Okay, found the post. Just have them show up whenever and Ryo will get a message about them.
Agarthian Storyteller wrote: Vakkler Relkav wrote: Looks like the Concert day snuck up on me.
Since the delegation hasn't arrived yet, I guess the mob'll have to come later on. ^_^
There is nothing(that I know of) at the moment that would stop them from crashing the concert.
There would be a whole school of concert goers who would be P*$$ed that their normalcy was interrupted though. By 'delegation', I meant the three men who set off to speak with Ryo. My plan was for the mob to arrive after.
Three men set out from the town, headed for Avalon.
~Hm...on the other hand, somebody else may get to the old clockwork first. His obnoxious egomania is why his champions are always getting killed.~
Aren't all the champions always getting killed?
~Silence. It just got good. The rude boy is stuck in rock, I think.~
Are you eavesdropping? Tsk, tsk.
~Are you working on those complications?~
Yessir, on it, sir.

~I hate know-it-all Patrons. I feel so tempted to act.~
Tough day, boss?
~Be silent. Things are only getting more complicated. I've prepared for most complications, but not all--which is why they're called 'complications'.~
Ever heard of a thesaurus?
~Be silent. We have to find out who Trickery has chosen. That jester's always choosing some nut. Usually it seems to work against him, but he isn't an idiot.~
Just drenching the school in blood should deal with them all, right?
~A demon, a nanite entity....they're cheating a lot.~
Hey, they're stealing our idea? That hurts. Maybe if you got a lawyer--
~BE SILENT.~
In the city streets, a handsome young man--known to most as 'that anti-dragon guy' suddenly freezes. He doesn't appear to be breathing.
~SEVERAL DEMONS HAVE ENTERED THIS CITY. INFILTRATORS ARE CHANGING PLANS. SEVERAL NEW STUDENTS ARE MAKING THEIR PRESENCES KNOWN. USE THESE FACTS TO OUR ADVANTAGE. ACT SWIFTLY.~
A minute passes.
Suddenly, the man is kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath. "Yessir!" he manages. He gets up and flees into the Abyssal Cockerel.
So wait, we're pretty much presenting demons and devils as the same thing in this world?
Also, fun and totally not pretentious fact: dukes generally rank higher than lords. Lords are landless (or maybe title-less?...) nobility.
:)
Kalesril wrote: Yeah encasing him in stone wont stop him at all. The sword is treated as adamantine. "Treated as" for damage reduction purposes, or for all purposes except actual chemical makeup? Out of curiosity.
Kalesril wrote: So I guess your AC is 45-49, I think I may have made this guy to weak. T.T XD
I don't recommend basing power levels off of Aananda and Ryo! They and Tamrin are, I believe, "UBER TEH POWERFUL". ;)
My point being that they generally won't get involved in the plot, and creating villains as strong as they will crush the actual main characters. Power Creep is a major risk then. :P
Tamrin - Gunslinger of Tomorrow wrote: It's unfortunate that Firefox just will not show me any of your spoilered posts...
I was wondering if I was the only one! Funny thing is that it's only OmniChaos's spoilers. I can see everybody else's. I really can't explain it.
Fri runs through the school... "Gotta-go-gotta-go-gotta--AAAUGH!" ...and stumbles over something. The little mite flies into the opposite wall with a yelp.
A small bump rising from his forehead, he turns to see what he tripped on.
Vakkler Relkav. The kobold is crouched over a hissing quasit, his scaly fingers wrapped around a slippery throat.
Vakkler looks up irritably. "No running in the--"
Vakkler stops. He blinks. "Fri?"
The mite turns and bolts.
"Fri!" Vakkler finishes off the quasit with a cold iron bolt and pursues the mite. "What are you doing here?"
But Fri ignores him. He bolts outside. He leaps out of school grounds.
And he's vanished.
Vakkler stares at the spot where his target had just been standing. He struggles to grasp what's just happened. That done, he sighs. "Idiot..."
The kobold historian heads back inside, shaking his head.
When I saw the '1', my first thought was 'dang'.
On the one hand, I like Krays. On the other, it'd be anticlimactic if the golem didn't kill anybody, wouldn't it?
;)
That ray of electricity looks like a crit threat. Poor Krays.
Outside, the slurks are facing a small flock of quasits. The little demons are trying to escape, but it only takes one hit with the slurk slime to bring them to ground, and there are fifty-five slurks firing at once.
Agarthian Storyteller wrote: Kalesril wrote: "Oh man and I thought the abyss was a nightmare, that place was nuts. There was a guy blasting demons with lightning, yeah I know freakin lightning hurting a demon who knew. Then that damn tower, I cant hear a clock without twitching after that man, a demon with fear of clocks thats just not right." ramblings of a demon from the Avalon Rift incident as recorded by Vok the quasit scribe of Abraxas. "You think that's bad? I don't even know why the color purple makes me almost wet myself." "Frogs...bloody frogs everywhere..." Even as a demon, I, Vok, was not amused by the pathetic whimpers this memory brought on in that which I interviewed.
*HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HO P-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-HOP-SCREEEEEEEEEEEEECH*
Fifty-odd slurks come to a halt as they round the bend and see their unamused master. They try to look innocent.
"When I asked you to...deal with my attacker, this is not what I meant."
*Ribbit*
"Bah. Anyway, new orders. Kill all fiends you see. Don't trample any more students. At least you can do some good here."
Slarrow croaks assertively and the slurks are off again.
In other words, what's the search team been up to during all this excitement? The slurks are all the way in the cafeteria now.
The brown water nearby Michael starts to change color.
A tiny slurk hops into the emptying cafeteria. Following Slarrow are the students who decided to evacuate the wrong way.
Following them is an army.of very agitated cave toads.
Keme Tokala wrote: Keme conjures a big gust of wind to give them one last boost of speed to get inside the classroom before they were trampled by slurks. The students make it inside just a moment before a stampede of huge, albino amphibians rushes by. The chain devils are just congratulating themselves over escaping the rust monsters when they spot this new threat.
The slurks leap over the hole Kitty nearly fell through and make for the cafeteria.
*RIBBIT*
*RIBBIT*
*CROAK*
*RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBB IT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RI BBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT- RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBI T-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIB BIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-R IBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT -RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBB IT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT-RIBBIT*
*CROAAAAAK*
The slurks are very close now, and appear to be very fast.
We currently have four major combats/run awayings:
Vakkler and Michael
All the demon and devil stuff
Krays and Ephebe
And now the slurks.
"ATTENTION! WE WILL BE HOLDING THE CONCERT EARLY! PLAYERS AND ATTENDEES WILL BE TELEPORTED! HAVE FUN!"
Just decided you guys were having it too easy.
Keme Tokala wrote: just far enough away that they would think that they were safe. For a 'champion of hope'... ;P
The rumbling is getting louder. It seems to be coming from the same direction as the tiny little--
BAM
A massive slurk hits the wall, failing to round the corner quickly enough.
Fifty-odd other slurks follow it in the wall-hittage. The first one is now regretting being in front.
The tiny slurk turns back and emits a croak, and the others quickly recover. They start toward this location...
As the students hurry to the evocation room, they hear a rumbling that has nothing to do with the quake.
Around the corner, about ten meters away, a tiny slurk hops into view. He bounds toward the fight without fear.
Looks harmless to me.
A lone vrock sits on the school floor, standing in front of the entrance. It is invisible, but nobody's around to not see it.
"Somebody will try and flee..." it chuckles. "The teachers can't handle...."
It pauses. Something just landed on its birdlike head.
The vrock shakes his head, and a tiny slurk leaps off.
For a moment, the demon only stares.
Then it chuckles softly. "I suppose some sport can be made of--"
It stops again. Is that a rumbling coming from outside?
The vrock turns, and its birdlike eyes widen to the size of quasits. "In the UNHOLY--"
CRASH
Fifty-odd huge, fanged cave frogs crash through the school entrance. The vrock is near-instantly obliterated. The slurks rampage through the school, trampling all in their urgency to follow their tiny cousin.
Unfortunately, Bradley didn't get the memo.... ;P
*Ribbit*
*Croak*
*Croaaaaak*
*Hop*
*Hop*
*Hop*
*Hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-ho p-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-h op-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop-hop- hop-hop-hop-hop-hop*
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