DUNGEONATORS! Season 1 (Inactive)

Game Master W Canepa

"Okay folks, this is where you'll be spending your downtime between matches. We make every effort to take care of our stars, and perks get better the better the ratings."

"You'll find a comfortable common room, with lounge, wet bar, and butler service, as well as a gym, training rooms, spacious lavatories, a sauna, sound booths, dressing rooms, and most other accommodations you can think of."

"Feel free to work with wardrobe if you're in need of some flair. You know, colorful outfits masks, stylized helmets, tattoos, banners, and the like."

"The Announcer will handle most of your needs once the show is underway, but I'll pop in from time to time to see how things are going."

"If there's anything you need between sessions, we'll see what we can do. We've got merchants and vendors, drugs, alchemicals, exotic foods, a variety of sex workers, a game hall, tanning rooms with portals streaming sunlight, training facilities with some of the multiverse's most acclaimed former gladiators, extensive libraries for the bookish, and just about anything else your little hearts desire."

*A groveling blue goblin runs up, carrying a steaming tankard*

"Pesh latte? Finally. You'll excuse me while I savor this little pleasure..."

"Oh, and if anyone needs to communicate out-of-character here during a match, feel free. Just do not bold your text. Bold text is to be used only for in-character dialogue"

Like this. OOC text is also acceptable, but not necessary unless you're in the gameplay forum.

Narrative text should also use unmodified text, like this.

*Jun Yu quickly bows to the assembled fighters* "It is an honor to meet all of you, I hope we are all blessed with luck."

Look forward to talking to everyone looks like a fun game

A hobgoblin troubador walks by and mumbles something about the audience either loving or hating the polite monk.

*Jun merely grins coldly at the hobgoblin and begins to look around for the gym and sauna.*

They will like it when he can break the neck of an opponent with a kick :)

Yark wanders in and plops down on a couch. He grunts at the monk, a standard greeting for him.

"Anyway a man can get a foot rub and some services of those "workers" the announcer talked about earlier. I have some thinking to do since my finisher has been banned...and I think better with beautiful women around."

Yark sees a trio of beautiful, exotic women from other planes approach him.

Everyone else sees relatively attractive human women with shaved heads and white dresses, blue gems embedded in their foreheads, approach Yark.

It seems they are telepaths, and he is living out his wildest fantasies in his mind, as if they were real.

Yark, you should probably pick an icon in order to show your face to your adoring audiences.

Jun yu raises a hand to cover his smile before letting out a small laugh before taking a deep breath and begins to meditate.

yes our monk is "meditating" in the corner lol.

More like trying to not laugh openly at the others ;)

After wandering away from the interviewer, Varkony finds that several of the other contestants are in a waiting area of sorts and takes it upon himself to join them. "Good afternoon or whatever time it happening to be in this place." he says as takes a seat.

One of the crew members looks to Varkony and says in a scratchy voice, "Time here is strange, so we don't keep track, technically. Time tends to be subjective. What feels like ten minutes may be 5 hours for one person, or 30 seconds for another, but regardless of who experiences what, their intersection times always line up. That it, if you run for 5 hours and it seems like a minute, and I run for 30 seconds and it seems like a minute, we'll both stop running at the same time. Time only matters as a frame of reference, and for our planar viewers."

"How interestng." Vidor says in response to the Announcer's explanation of time in this realm. "I am liking this place. I should be hoping to be staying in the living for long enough to be enjoying to its fullest!"

Any chance that as things go on we will add crit/fumble deck out comes? I like the idea of stabbing out an eye ball or breaking my sword. Very theatric."

Actually, I have considered this. I may, but if I do it'll be on a d52 chart, and will be added a few games in.

Hey Gm what did the kobold have to say to Jun Yu paying him?

Yes I totally punch a guy and my finger breaks lol OWW!!!!

Ebe wanders in, looks for someone in authority, and tugs on their shirt to get their attention. "Might there be any lasses more ma height ta meet around 'ere?"

This should be fun! Very different from the kind of gaming I'm used to, so looking forward to it. As for a team name...I have no idea. I'll likely go along with whatever witty idea someone else comes up with - it seems I've run out of wit at the moment.

Good job, Jun Yu. Should have spent more time using that makiwara.;) Glad that you are lookng into using these aspects of the game that you never see. x2 or even 4 is such a boring reward for criting. I love it when they added the chart to 2nd ed.

The kobold stuffs his mouth full of fruit and pastries as he considers Jun Yu's words.

After taking a deep gulp, the kobold replies, "Obviously, whatever world you come from, gold must be worth a lot more than it is here. I can barely get through the first level of a prestidigigame for that much in the arcade."

Mandra stared blankly at the announcer as she overheard... his? Explanation on how time worked in this place, more or less all of it went waaay over her head though she did manage to get a general idea of 'time is weird here' which was pretty much good enough for her.

"So the lizard said something about are first fight being a 'monster slayer' match. Any chance you could tell us what we might be up against." Mandra asked giving the Announcer a wide grin while hoping that he would slip up and give out a bit more information.

I'm pretty bad at thinking up group names so hopefully someone more witty than me will come up with something great xD If something does come to mind though I'll be sure to mention it.

Jun Yu laughs at the bold kobold and gives the furred woman beside him a wink before taking out a fistful of gold coins (1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18) and lets them spill onto the table in-front of him. "There does that suit you better friend?"

The Red Legion? throwing out a random name :)

Miggins stuffs the coins into his clown suit and smiles, teeth covered in blue icing.

"That'll do for the first triad, boss."

"And what will it take to buy useful information kobold. I tire of this game." Jun Yu says frowning reaching once more into his coin pouch.

I will need to find a small punching bag here soon. Hopefully they pay their winners well here for i'll soon go broke.

Hmmm....name wise we should come up with something that is attention getting in order to gain a following. I am really open to anything. I can't think of anything that isn't really cheese right now,though. So, I guess this is really no help, lol.

Jhock sits in one of the chairs, his Scythe laying over his knee's, slowly running a sharpening stone down it's long sharp blade, just watching the proceedings of his team mates.

Team names huh? Hmm...How about..T.H.E.M.? The Heroes for Extraordinary Missions? Hah, nah, just a group name from another game I'm in RL. Let's see...The Blood Soaked?

The goblins appears from under some furniture once the noise dies down a little.

"Me wants to see them fight! Throw paint on the dark one so he can't hide, then we all watch."

Throwing stuff out there to inspire others. The Mean Green Team, esp. if we have lots of orcs and dinos. Fresh Meat. The Bonegrinders. The Hit Squad. The Undertakers. Death's Door. The Black Heralds.

The Bloody Mongrels, The Misfits, Plan C from Other Planes, The Runner-Uppers, Team Omega, The Last-Ditchers, Garrow's Eleven... I'll float some more if it comes to me.

Swallowing the last bite results in a fit of dry coughing, making Jack flail about for something to drink. Grabbing a goblet of something thick and red Jack pours it down his throat, spilling most of it down in two rivulets down his cheeks to the front of his silvery armor. Catching his breath between loud, spit-throwing coughs he finally manages a red-faced reply. "Yup. A'm good wi' tha cross'bow.." before flying into another fit of coughing. "Bu' Ah'm no' flashy like you, Ah like ta stay ou' o' sight if catch me meanin'"

Plan C...I likes it.

"Must be careful, my friend.Choke on the food and you will be making with shooting and the dead making out there, I tell you that. I would also be wanting to know what that was you were just putting in your mouth."

Jun Yu, the game assumes the players are sort of thrown into this without a lot of information. Characters like Braegan, who worked the arena into their background explicitly will get a little leeway, in terms of narrative, but the 'reveals' will still be mostly a surprise to players.

For example, a Triad is the first 5 of 15 matches. That puts you all at nearly 7th level. Miggins is implying that you've bought him as an informant for that time block.

As for pay, as mentioned you will all receive an increasing portion of our wealth-by-level every match. By the time you reach your next level, your character wealth will equal your level's expected wealth, as per the Core Rulebook. Sometimes players get to use promotional items for one game, either as rentals, or in trade for 'plugging' the item during gameplay; but they re given back to the arena after the match.

A middle aged male gnome wearing a colorful sequined long coat with feathered trim and a trio of young ifrit in dark purple tabards roll out an assortment of clothing racks and trunks. All of these things are then arrayed in a manner to be displayed to all.

The flamboyant gnome then addresses the lot of you, "Theatrics will get you as far as your sword arm in this game. Soooo..... I bring you the finest in costumes, accents, active wear, color-themed accessories, uniforms, vintage clothing, intimidating spikes and chains, masks, a number of tattoo books to peruse through, cloaks, boots, fancy gladiator helmets, skull kneepads, coifs, vambraces, belts, scabbards, tabards, and catch phrase books."

He pulls out a little stool from a magical bag and a roll of tailor's measuring tape. "Well, chop chop! I don't have much time in my schedule. Y'all can talk about team names while you're getting your personas in order."

The Bonegrinders are an existing team.

Braegan walks into the backstage lounge looking like a wide-eyed tourist, boots cleaned up and a foot tall fruity drink with an umbrella in one hand. "This room is so much cooler from the fighter's entrance." He catches the eye of the goblin and gives him a nudge with his hip as he grins, "The doors are mostly made fer folk yer size."

He gives a salute to the Announcer and proudly waves his gladiatorial acceptance papers, then overhears the conversation about a team name. With a wide grin that pulls angrily at the scars on the left side of his head, be grabs his crotch and lifts his fruity drink high, "How 'bout the LONGSWORDS?!"

Quick rules question. Does a potion of Invigorate (a bard spell from APG) allow a barbarian who has just dropped his rage ignore to penalties and continue fighting at full capacity? Also, if that's the case (which I believe it is) can the barbarian under the effects of said potion re-enter his rage in the short span of time he would have been fatigued?

A six-ten half-orc, naked, tatoos all over the torso, emerges from one of the hallways with a female body thrown on his shoulders.
"I finished them. I need two others. Mak'em three, maybe they'll go past foreplay"

Canon Fodder, is what we are, what we are meant to be!

I like Plan C and the Misfits. Canon Fodder is funny, but are cannons a thing here?

Yark looks at Braegan and snorts "More like a dirk in your case."
He then makes his way up to the gnome and looks at him. "What do you have in a size 60 loin cloth? Anything with skulls on it? I wouldn't mind a helmet either but it needs to have an opening for the eyes so I can use my finisher.

Plan C and canon fodder are my favorates.

Braegan laughs good-naturedly at Yark's insult, "Hey, better a dirk you can use than sportin' a sheathe instead, friend." Braegan's obviously not sure what to make of the wardrobe selections.

I seen'em wearin' costumes in the fights before, but what's wrong with what I got on?

Trying to fit in, though, he begins looking through the crazy assortment of clothes, avoiding the more flamboyant stuff like he would a poisonous snake. "Maybe I'll wait to pick somethin' to wear 'til we've got a name for ourselves."

Plan C, we could be called the P.C.'s ;)

A last cough is followed by a large burp before Jack stares suspiciously into his cup, swirling the few thick red drops that are left with a frown. "I dunn'no." he mutters.

"Anyways." Jack says, brightening up. "Ahm Jack. Nice ta meet ya. Will ya be rushing off to tha thick o' melee like tha other ones or are ya gona play i' safe like?" he ask, cleaning his greasy hand on his tunic before offering it to Vidor. "Ya gone take a stage name? Ah'm thinkin' o' Tha Undertaker. Ya think i's good? Dress all in grey wi'h a hood like, ex'ept with holes for tha eyes."

"Clothes? Got my armor, and Murak has his own shirt and a beautiful drape to wear. You will be able to see it from everywhere on the field"
Said that he shakes off the passed out girl, grabs by the hips another two with one arm and a third with the other and walks back.

Talking about my banner wielded on the horse. Back to the names I like "Plan C" too. If cannons are not allowed we can always be be Monster Fodder

Braegan's ears perk up at the conversation between Jack and the funny-talkin' guy. "Undertaker... nice. Hey, aren't you the guy that..." He stops, drops his voice and looks aroudn to make sure the next is only between himself, Jack, and the funny-talker. "Arent' you the guy what put a poison bolt in old Mancer's back?" He puts up his hands, forestalling the inevitable back-pedaling, "No, no, wait... don't worry. I heard it from one'a the goblins. Those wanks gossip like it's their job." He looks over at the gladiator goblin to make sure he didn't offend before continuing. "That jack-ass had it coming. Always with his smack talk and his stupid grin. Had it comin' a'right. Just remind me not to get on yer bad side, mister." He holds out one thick hand, "The name's Braegan."

Picking through the racks of clothes for halfling-sized garments, Ebenadar first dresses all in black with a mask covering the top half of his face before jumping up on a box and yelling "I am the dread pirate Ebe! ....no? Ok, let's see what else." Eventually he gussies himself up in a fine swashbuckling outfit complete with feathered hat and tall leather boots.

Finally John finishes sharpening his blade, and stands, walking over to the racks of clothing. Hmmm.... After a bit he finds what he's looking for, loose black robes. He puts it on, lifting the hood. This will do. he grunts.

Jack's face goes blank at Longclaw's remarks, "Dun'no' what'ya mean guv', ain't 'eard o' no Mancer, 'nless ya mean tha' lyin' good fer nuthin' bastard o' a captain tha spread them false rumors 'bout me an' Jacelyn then yeah, 'e 'ad i' cummin." he pack-peddles non-the-less.

Staring at Longclaw for bit he finally extends his hand to shake. "Jack. Jack Cross. I reckon mates ar' worth more 'an enemies if ya catch me meanin'."

Lol guys I think we are only supposed to supply the names and gm picks the one he likes but seriously Plan C? thats suposed to strike fear and rally fans around us? its humorous yes but dont think its viable personally

anyways ty gm for the clarification I just didnt know what you meant with the triad i thought he meant another video game :)

Lol guys I think we are only supposed to supply the names and gm picks the one he likes but seriously Plan C? thats suposed to strike fear and rally fans around us? its humorous yes but dont think its viable personally

maybe not fear, but being the expendable, thrown in the field to be ground, we surely be the favorites of the masses

lol the thrown in the field to be ground were called slave fighters in ancient rome they were there just so the crowd could see them die in gory fashion by the gladiatirs, they were not the favorites dont let the movie Gladiator fool you lol

Quick rules question. Does a potion of Invigorate (a bard spell from APG) allow a barbarian who has just dropped his rage ignore to penalties and continue fighting at full capacity? Also, if that's the case (which I believe it is) can the barbarian under the effects of said potion re-enter his rage in the short span of time he would have been fatigued?

The way I'm reading it, a barbarian under the effects of invigorate takes no penalties from fatigue, but is still fatigued for the standard post-rage duration. Therefore, no second rage until those rounds are up, but no penalties until/unless invigorate ends.

"The effect of invigorate is merely an illusion, however, not a substitute for actual rest or respite."

The gnome looks at Grugonk and mutters, "Disgusting brute." He then mutters something about how he'd last longer. He then looks to Yark and smiles warmly, "My boy, loincloths are my expertise!" He rummages in a trunk and pulls out a black displacer leather loncloth with the silver-plated skull of a displacer beast on the codpiece. It still has an aura that makes the air around it waver. "I think I have a helmet or two that would compliment it. Go talk to Fuego," he says, pointing at one of the ifrit setting up a table of helmets and vambraces.

He then turns to Ebanadar and says, "Lad, my name is Gaalafei Galora," he pauses to see if the name registers, obviously waiting for someone to ooh or ahh, "and I have a magnificent treasure of a hat in the red chest over there: a Leng velvet imperial fop once owned by the legendary half-dragon halfling swashbuckling gladiator, Trybaldo the Blade! I believe it would suit your style well."

I actually sort of like Plan C so far. I'll still give everyone 'til tomorrow afternoon for naming, but otherwise that's it. And, you really are all cannon fodder on your debut match. And remember, gladiators get brought fully back to life twice by the Arena for free, as part of your contract.