Poblano Pepper and Volunteers PBP Pregen Conversion Project

Game Master Hmm

Please PM GM Hmm with your email address for google if you want to be added to this project.



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Dot in here. Creativity encouraged.

Hmm

Grand Lodge

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A wild BEARDED VOLUNTEER appeared!
*Pokémon battle music plays on the background*

"Hello there! Welcome to the world of Pregenerated Characters! My name is Khaoz! People see me as a Pregen professor! This world is inhabited by characters called Pregens! For some people, Pregens are tools. Others use them for adventures. Myself... I convert Pregens to help you.

Are you a boy? Or are you a girl? WAIT! Wrong line, I was only supposed to drop this here." He glances around nervously, and then drops a large flat rounded object, it's a big DOT from a PIDGEY's Celestial Eagle's perspective.

BEARDED VOLUNTEER fled using DISTRACTING DOT.


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Awesome entrance, Khaoz!


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Beat me to the second first post Khaoz.

A small squat dwarf comes barreling into the room. He looks frantic as his eyes dart about the room rapidly. "Wha hav' I Done? Oh wha hav' I done!" running up to the main table the Dwarf slams in to it with out paying attention to where he is going. As he makes contact with the table he drops a small satchel spilling its contents across the table. Some bits of paper seem to show something futuristic for this time time period. "Don' be mindin' that just some crazy drawings."

Taking a moment to breath the dwarf centers himself and says "Alright, Alright We can do this, Right! Heave Ho!"


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A mouse scurries forward, her tiny form bearing a (relatively) immense backpack that looks as if it would bowl her over backwards, were it not for the momentum of her hurried steps propelling her into the room. She clambers up onto a chair and then launches herself directly onto the table. She blinks around blearily at the others in the room.

"Right. I guess we all know why we're here, then." With that no-nonsense declaration, she pulls open the backpack to reveal a stack of books, some parchment, and a miniscule mouse-sized quill. She sets up an inkwell, cautiously dips the very tip of her quill into it, and then climbs on top of the first sheet of parchment to start scratching away at the top.

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