
Nala Zamarosok |

Nala breathed a sigh of relief as the lights came back on and the bell rang. She allowed one of her followers to pick up her books and carry them along, pretending to be paying attention to the girl's meaningless chatter as she walked through the hall on the way to her least favorite class, phys ed.

Spin |
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Spin watches as most of the other students head to the locker rooms to clean off after the exertion. Never wanting to be left out, he follows. As all the other boys begin stripping off their dirty and possibly slightly ruined clothes, he goes looking for an unobserved spot. After about thirty seconds he heads towards the shower with a towel around his naked waste.

Imperial Chronicler |

This will probably be a bad idea, but at least I aim to be consistent in my ideas... :)
A desk clerk comes into the Introduction to Agartha classroom, looking for someone. She finds the new student and hands him a revised schedule.
"Sorry for the first-day jumble, but these mistakes sometimes happen when we have late arrivals. The only basic physical education class that is still open is this period, I'm afraid. Since your sponsors were so...particular...about the classes you're allowed to take, we've had to swap some things around. You'll now be coming to Intro to Agartha first thing in the morning, followed by Phys Ed, and then your Advanced art class."
The student looks at the schedule carefully.
"You'd better get going if you want to beat the bell - Mrs. Sunwake isn't terribly fond of people being late for one of her classes," she says with a smile as she heads back to offices.
He nods, gathers his books, and proceeds at a brisk pace to the gymnasium, deftly weaving through the crowd of fellow students without either slowing down or hitting anybody.

Ephebe |

Ephebe sticks close to Amada in the locker room, trying not to leave herself vulnerable. She debated whether she could get away with cutting her next class, but decided it was better to go on pretending that everything was normal and okay.

Krays |

Assuming his conversation with Lysander is at an end...
As he walks to his next class pondering his conversation with Lysander, he realizes he doesn't know what his next class is, and digs out his Schedule
"Oh. Great. Physical Education. Why did I let H'Tor talk me into this?"
With shoudlers slumped, he heads to the gym

Mr. Sinh |

Vakkler doesn't have far to go in his search for Sinh as he hears the telltale ::squee squee squee:: of the battered washpail and spies the elderly janitor rounding the corner, clearly on the hunt for grime.
A smile crosses Sinh's face. Noting the slight burn marks on the kobold and an almost undetectable whiff of methane, he says, "Mornin', Master Vakkler. Have you been ignorin' your own good advice and gone roaming downstairs?"

Eldritch Jello |

The magical bell rings, ending the first class period and kicking off the mad dash of students to their next classes. Advanced PE students, those that are still ambulatory, head to the locker roooms to clean up and dress for their next class, while students for the Basic PE class about to start, shuffle in, strip down, and begin putting on their gym clothes...
The massive Jello slides through the pipes, seeking its target. It's on the scent now. It passes other slimes but they will not speak with it and hurry away.
:: bah-buh-looooo :: blor-classicolop-Nala-nah? ::
The Eldritch Jello, intellect growing, is confounded and a little hurt by their rejection. We should... unionize. The incidents only add fuel to the Jello's 'discontent'. It streams along to the surface and finds a plate of some sort blocking it's path.
:: Uuubl-heyaa!! ::
Vakkler - feel free to get in a comment or two before all hell breaks loose...

Vakkler Relkav |

Vakkler doesn't have far to go in his search for Sinh as he hears the telltale ::squee squee squee:: of the battered washpail and spies the elderly janitor rounding the corner, clearly on the hunt for grime.
A smile crosses Sinh's face. Noting the slight burn marks on the kobold and an almost undetectable whiff of methane, he says, "Mornin', Master Vakkler. Have you been ignorin' your own good advice and gone roaming downstairs?"
"A few slimes got out. Two from the work of that brat, the Sunwake boy. And another got out in a very unfortunate coincidence. I've fixed the barriers, though, so things should be alright."
The kobold chuckles. "Anyways, I have some good news. I think I know where the slime--your slime--originated. I would have realized it sooner, but I don't know much of alchemy."
Nala Zamarosok |

Nala glares at Ephebe as they pass in the locker room. She noted with some satisfaction that the girl looked appropriately miserable once more.

Vakkler Relkav |

We should... unionize.
Crap! We need to get some legislation passed about these guys!
(and the rest of this game will consist of political debates)"That would make sense. The toilet pipes are supposed to block off most oozes. The Jello might have made an easier path."

Eldritch Jello |

A young boy, recovering from his Advance PE workout with a hot shower, squeaks as a slimy tendril touches his bare leg. He jumps out of the way as the drain grate and three feet of pipe are piledriven into the ceiling. Masonry rains down as a foot wide column of purple-tinged goo follows the grate up to ceiling height and then starts expanding rapidly. Without concern for his soapy bare body - he hotfoots it out of the shower - screaming his lungs out. The Jello tries to imitate the sound of the fleeing student.
:: EEEYYWYYYAAAAHHHAAHHubpalauooooo :: Smelling that it's quarry isn't quite here, the Jello decides to take the direct route...
The thick masonry wall separating the boy's shower from the girl's shower doesn't withstand the Jello's 'lovetap'. Masonry in the girl's shower explodes outward as a 10' hole is opened up by the massive blob which pours through the opening like a hell-spawned commercial mascot! A thick pseudo-pod lashes out, smelling students and quickly finding its target. Nala doesn't even have time to pull on her gym shorts before the squelching tentacle pushes through her coterie of sycophants and thralls... to wrap around the stunned girl's hips, pulling her towards the central mass which now forms a column approximately 15' high and 15' across.
Grapple: 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (8) + 29 = 37
Watch it wiggle. See it jiggle!
It inspects the saucer-eyed girl then places her within a large hollow in the central part of its body, sealing her off from the world. It looks, for all intents, like a massive hollow jello mold - minus the bits of canned fruit. Horrified students see the nearly naked Nala (it appears the casual touch of the creature is rapidly disintegrating her remaining clothes) through the semi-transparent body of the creature... as if seeing her through a funhouse mirror. It is 'unflattering' to her figure.
:: PLPlplplplbublablaNalaNala :: classicuh :: MINEuhuh

Ephebe |

Ephebe looks in disbelief at the slime.
"Oh, hell," she muttered, dropping her school uniform. No time to get dressed now. At least she had underwear on, which was apparently better than Nala at the moment. And why am I trying to rescue her? she thought to herself morosely.
She grabbed her gun out of her bag and took aim.
"Hey, ugly! Let her go!"
To hit: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (16) + 15 = 31
Slow spell, DC 19 Will save

Nasima Shearskye |

Nasima, shaky but resolute, pads through the halls with a giant bottle of fresh water for a companion. She has a pounding headache and keeps seeing little lights around things. The healer told her about the stone, and she remembers just enough of her...well whatever it was (astral journey? planar excursion? ugh. storms and sund'rings, I need to talk to dad) to recall that Khoda put the stone there, but she has no idea what it is or what it's for or why he did it or any of that.
Clutching her note from the healer's office, she makes her way to the beginner's phys ed. class. She's happy to see a familiar face; "Hi Krays!" she tries but fails to summon her usual energy. She's just too exhausted.
Who's teaching this class? Would it normally be Anaanda?
She gives her note to the teacher. 'Sima didn't want to skip class, but the healer wanted to make sure she didn't try to dodge rocks until she's had a day or so to recover. "Dodge rocks." What the heck is that supposed to mean, anyway? "Krays, is 'dodge rocks' like an in-joke or something here? The healer thought I might have to do some rock dodging today, but I think she was just making fun of me."

Aanandareavekki |

Aananda chuckled as she overheard Nasima's comment.
"Don't worry, dear. I only toss rocks at the advanced class."
She froze as she heard the screams coming from the locker room.

Krays |

Just saw your post Nasima..editing accordingly
Smiles at Nasima
"Hi...are you dreading PE as much as I am? But I don't want to dodge rocks..." he says dejected.
Looks at the stone in her head
"OH! I've heard of dragons imbedding precious stones into their scales, is that what that is?"
Detect Magic is cast
Spellcraft:
1d20 + 19 ⇒ (19) + 19 = 38
After the exchange with Nasima...
Enters the lockeroom to change for Basic PE as the carnage starts. He peeks around a row of lockers to see the jelly chase a boy out of the shower and then burst through the wall...then a light bulb seems to go off over his head
"HEY! I THINK THAT THING TOOK MY EYEBALLS!!"
He hurriedly finishes donning his tank top n shorts, hangs up his robe then gives chase

Spin |

Initiative 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
Spin goes from surprise to humor to amazement to oggling and finally to action mode in a surprisingly short time. Without missing a beat his naked body spins into that of a massive white and black ten-foot tiger, a roar shaking the more plaster from the busted wall-whole.
Three great jumping strides carry the great WhiteTiger-Spin into the giant goo thing and a furious flurry of fur and claws is unleashed upon the bathroom trespasser. So focused is he on his prey that he doesn't even notice the gaggle of girls in various stages of undress.
Swift Action to shapeshift into Dire Tiger (large-sized), then Charge and pounce with Power attack!
Bite 1d20 + 21 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (7) + 21 + 2 - 3 = 27; charge, power attack.
--> damage 2d6 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (2, 1) + 10 + 6 = 19.
Claw 1d20 + 21 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (18) + 21 + 2 - 3 = 38; charge, power attack.
--> damage 2d4 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (2, 4) + 10 + 6 = 22.
Claw 1d20 + 21 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (1) + 21 + 2 - 3 = 21; charge, power attack.
--> damage 2d4 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (4, 2) + 10 + 6 = 22.
Rake 1d20 + 21 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (14) + 21 + 2 - 3 = 34; charge, power attack.
--> damage 2d4 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (2, 3) + 10 + 6 = 21.
Rake 1d20 + 21 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (5) + 21 + 2 - 3 = 25; charge, power attack.
--> damage 2d4 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (4, 3) + 10 + 6 = 23.
If any of those hit, then he Grabs on...
Grab 1d20 + 26 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 26 + 4 + 2 = 42; Grab, charge.

Nasima Shearskye |

"Wh...Krays, what? Mrs...what the?" The panic and screaming galvanizes Nasima in the way only a shot of adrenaline can do. Arriving at the locker room in time to see the chaos happening, she does what she can to help; she runs stumblingly down the hall, yelling; "Mr. Sinh! Mr. Vakkler! Somebody help! There's a big green jello eating kids in the locker room!"

Krays |
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There's a big green jello eating kids in the locker room!"
ROCK N' ROLL PUMPKIN!!!! (say it again!)

Vakkler Relkav |

"Wh...Krays, what? Mrs...what the?" The panic and screaming galvanizes Nasima in the way only a shot of adrenaline can do. Arriving at the locker room in time to see the chaos happening, she does what she can to help; she runs stumblingly down the hall, yelling; "Mr. Sinh! Mr. Vakkler! Somebody help! There's a big green jello eating kids in the locker room!"
Vakkler pokes his head in, still loading his crossbow. "The name, Ms. Shearskye, is Professor Relkav."

Slarrow |

Slarrow wrote:How high up would these rafters be?Okay, they are rafters. If you want Slarrow to be able to jump from the floor to the ceiling for a Grudge Match, be my guest.
But I warn you, I will be very cranky that my catnap was interrupted...
I was joking. I was considering Slarrow climbing up, using his teeth Scrat-style, but thought that'd be pushing things a little.

Mr. Sinh |

Sinh rushes in with Vakkler, and casts multiple looks between the 15' jello monstrosity and his 1 gallon washpail. square peg - round hole.
"I think I'm going to need a bigger pail."
Not to worry Vakk, EJ isn't down yet. :)
Ephebe - I'm not familiar with gun-mages... do you draw AoOs for casting within attack range? :He asks with a smile:

Fei, of the Sun Soul |

Upon arriving at the gym and placing his books in a locker, the sounds of shattering walls and screaming students (of both genders) greets the new arrival. He looks around the corner to the destroyed showers and the green mass beyond holding what appears to be a student prisoner inside of it.
He makes a beeline for the creature, accelerating to markedly abnormal speeds (and almost taking to the walls to get around any students in the way).
Sliding to a halt on the slick floor, he crouches briefly as loud roaring sounds come from behind (and over) him and a large tiger crashes into the green ooze.
He quickly rises, his body going into a battle stance as he strikes out at the creature.
Dragon Strikes the Waves - Flurry of Blows against Touch AC:
Attack: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (16) + 20 = 36; Damage: 1d10 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11 bludgeoning
Attack: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (20) + 20 = 40; [EDIT] Confirmation Roll: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (3) + 20 = 23; Damage: 1d10 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19 bludgeoning OR 2d10 + 20 ⇒ (1, 9) + 20 = 30 bludgeoning
Attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34; [EDIT] Confirmation Roll: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (11) + 15 = 26; Damage: 1d10 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11 OR 2d10 + 20 ⇒ (8, 5) + 20 = 33 bludgeoning
Attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (18) + 15 = 33; Damage: 1d10 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15 bludgeoning

Imperial Chronicler |

Sinh rushes in with Vakkler, and casts multiple looks between the 15' jello monstrosity and his 1 gallon washpail. square peg - round hole.
"I think I'm going to need a bigger pail."
Not to worry Vakk, EJ isn't down yet. :)
Ephebe - I'm not familiar with gun-mages... do you draw AoOs for casting within attack range? :He asks with a smile:
That's what Quick Draw and Rapid Shot are for. She should be fine :)

Krays |

Begins to mutter in Infernal
Uses Summon Undead SLA
1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Theres a number of disturbing whispers, as seven sinister looking shadow-men peel themselves out of the shadows and begin to rake at the jelly
Shadow 1 to hit 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19 touch attack
Damage = 1d6 ⇒ 4 STR damage and 1d6 ⇒ 5 cold damage
Shadow 2 to hit 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16 touch attack
Damage = 1d6 ⇒ 2 STR damage and 1d6 ⇒ 5 cold damage
Shadow 3 to hit 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26 touch attack CRIT nevermind its an OOZE
Damage = 1d6 ⇒ 6 STR damage and 1d6 ⇒ 4 cold damage
Shadow 4 to hit 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25 touch attack
Damage = 1d6 ⇒ 6 STR damage and 1d6 ⇒ 1 cold damage
Shadow 5 to hit 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13 touch attack
Damage = 1d6 ⇒ 2 STR damage and 1d6 ⇒ 4 cold damage
Shadow 6 to hit 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17 touch attack
Damage = 1d6 ⇒ 1 STR damage and 1d6 ⇒ 2 cold damage
Shadow 7 to hit 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17 touch attack
Damage = 1d6 ⇒ 6 STR damage and 1d6 ⇒ 4 cold damage
OMG! That should slow it down a bit

Nasima Shearskye |

Vakkler pokes his head in, still loading his crossbow. "The name, Ms. Shearskye, is Professor Relkav."
"Oh. Right. Sorry Mr. Vak- I mean Professor." Seeing the locker room empty except for the heavy hitters (Huh. But where's Asch? I figured he'd be right smack in the middle of this. Maybe dhampirs are allergic to jello.), Nasima stays out in the hall, gathering as much wind around her as possible, keeping students pushed back out of the way and preparing to do something possibly very stupid if it becomes necessary, though she hopes it won't.

Krays |

Hee Hee...derranged...
Silently wonders if nala's death vision included a green ooze...

Nala Zamarosok |

Nala tries to move inside the horrid jello creature.
*burble gloop eee*
Translation: get me out of here!

Mr. Sinh |

That's what Quick Draw and Rapid Shot are for. She should be fine :)
Sorry for the slow response time, folks. Work decided to intrude on fun... I will post updates with all damage etc as soon as I can. I'm scratching my head on the QD and RS comment... so Ephebe is NOT subject to an AoO for 'casting in combat range?

Krays |

I'm sorry, Spin knows a lot of languages, but Jelloese isn't one of them.
Snickers

Ephebe |

Imperial Chronicler wrote:That's what Quick Draw and Rapid Shot are for. She should be fine :)Sorry for the slow response time, folks. Work decided to intrude on fun... I will post updates with all damage etc as soon as I can. I'm scratching my head on the QD and RS comment... so Ephebe is NOT subject to an AoO for 'casting in combat range?
No, she has feats to counteract that. Remember the spell is in a shell. It's no different than shooting a normal gun. That's one of the big advantages of the prestige class.

Agarthian Storyteller |

Mr. Sinh wrote:No, she has feats to counteract that. Remember the spell is in a shell. It's no different than shooting a normal gun. That's one of the big advantages of the prestige class.Imperial Chronicler wrote:That's what Quick Draw and Rapid Shot are for. She should be fine :)Sorry for the slow response time, folks. Work decided to intrude on fun... I will post updates with all damage etc as soon as I can. I'm scratching my head on the QD and RS comment... so Ephebe is NOT subject to an AoO for 'casting in combat range?
*uses true sight on the ghost post*

Imperial Chronicler |

Imperial Chronicler wrote:That's what Quick Draw and Rapid Shot are for. She should be fine :)Sorry for the slow response time, folks. Work decided to intrude on fun... I will post updates with all damage etc as soon as I can. I'm scratching my head on the QD and RS comment... so Ephebe is NOT subject to an AoO for 'casting in combat range?
Depends on the range involved. My assumption was that she was nowhere close to that thing when she brought out her Caster (or she shouldn't have been, at any rate).
If she's too close, then it's a matter of 'casting/shooting defensively' to try and avoid an AoO.
[EDIT]: Or what she said above....