This Looks Like A Job For: subSPUF! (Inactive)

Game Master Rynjin

1d20 ⇒ 2

Can do, cap'n.

Quickly adopting a nerdy voice, Dmitri says, "Dude, the hell? I'm just a LARPer! Chill!"

I am loathe to recall those days, but I gotta do what I gotta do...

The man pauses, then smiles.

"Sorry! I thought you were an intruder! Carry on!"

He and his partner walk stiffly back to the van.

Cogito sighs. "That was too close."

"You know, I've never had the opportunity to mind-control people outside of combat. This merits further experimentation."

Cogito has one of the men come to him, and hands him a pen and piece of paper.

Draw me a map of this building.

"Sure thing, boss."

The man draws you a crude map of the building.

Do I need to make a Roll20 map for this, or do you want me to just treat it as "I know generally where I'm going"?

Just know where we're going.

Definitely that.

Resume your normal duties. You have seen nothing out of the ordinary all day.

If there's a manager's office or something like that, we'll head there.

The manager's office is the last door on the right of the main hallway in front of the building.

How do you get in?

Dmitri transmutes the door into cloth and brushes it aside.

Which door? You haven't even entered the main building yet. You're still outside, beyond the fence.

Ohright.

"Cogito, activate the device."

Cogito does so.

And then? Do you try to get through the front or the back? There's a guard at the front, you can't clearly see the back.

"Let's have the guard you controlled escort us in."

Cogito gives the ring back to Dmitri.

Bring us to the manager's office. Tell the guard we have a meeting with the boss.

The guard complies. The security guard at the front gate passes you on through, and you arrive at the manager's office without incident.

How long does your mind control last again?

It's an Affliction, so it lasts one minute, or until they receive "outside aid, such as the Treatment skill or Healing effect (DC 10 + rank)". Though I'm not sure how one would "heal" mind control by any mundane means.

Also, Cogito will always re-dominate any mind-controlled people he can see every 54 seconds, while commanding them to make no attempt to resist it (that is assuming you can willfully fail a saving throw in this system).

Hm. That'll work. I'll consider him Dominated so long as you can see him, basically.

Cogito places the CAV-CRU, and puts the ring back on.

Knock on the door, then open it. If there's someone inside, tell them that you've brought us for our scheduled meeting with them. Insist that you're certain we had an appointment.

Cogito slips through the opened door, and starts trying to dominate whoever's inside while his guard distracts them.

Will: 1d20 ⇒ 16

"Hey boss, somebody says they've got an appointment."

"...Appointment?"

"Yeah, they're waiting outside."

"But this is a WAREHOUSE. We don't DO appointments!"

Your guard does not seem to think quick on his feet, as he has no good reply to that.

Say "Oh, right. Well, they wanted to see you anyway. Something about poor wages and working conditions."

Cogito tries again.

Oh god, of all the things you could have picked...

"Eh, boss...they're from OSHA."

Will: 1d20 ⇒ 13

The boss panics.

"Here? Now? WHY? YOU FOOL! GET THEM AWAY FROM HERE!"

The boss hits a big red button on the underside of his desk and an alarm starts sounding. A few moments later, the sound of booted feet tromping on linoleum begins to echo down the hallway.

Dmitri's face is transfigured by anger, and he leans over the desk, eyes burning with fury. "I FOURTH-CIRCLE HEALTH AND SAFETY MASTER WIZARD, OF THE ORDER OF SAFE CONDITIONS! I WILL INSPECT THIS BUILDING OR YOU WILL LEARN JUST HOW UNSAFE CONDITIONS CAN BE!"

"Alex! Enact OSHA deterrence protocol 4! CODE RED!" he whips a laser pistol out of a drawer and fire it at Dmitri.

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

He seems to expect the guardsman to join in.

Shoot at a spot eight inches to the left of Dmitri's head, then say "Dammit, something's wrong with my gun!".

Cogito frowns. Say that *exactly*.

Cogito keeps trying to control the guy as he sneaks over to Amoeba and SATURDAY MORNING.

"Kindly stop the boss from shooting at our friend. He is proving surprisingly resistant." he whispers.

Dmitri smites the man with fell magic to transform him into a frog.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

DC 16 Dazed - Stunned - Transformed, Will; Cumulative & Progressive

Guard Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

"Dammit! Something's wrong with my gun!"

Boss Will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

He should make two saves, one for my control and one for Dmitri's transformation.

If we throw enough d20s at you, you'll have to roll below a 12 eventually. =)

Amoeba, you're a bullet shield, go protect our squishy wizard!

I might just 'port us out if this goes on much longer. Everyone be ready for an emergency group hug!

Waiting on Amoeba and SatAm to act before your newest Control attempt goes off.

SATURDAY MORNING whips a hardhat out from behind his back and bugs an eye down the barrel of the guard's gun. "My my, not even keeping it oiled up. How reckless of you!" he turns to the Boss. "Sir, if your gun hygiene habits are as disgraceful as his, I'm going to have to ask you to do some cleaning up around here." SATURDAY MORNING offers a Created feather duster in exchange for the laser pistol.

Persuasion: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

Persuasion is not effective once combat has already started, unfortunately. You want to apply that 20 to something else?

I think intimidation would be most fitting. Lemme rewrite my scenario after Pan and I steal these nukes.

Cool. As these are all technically Minions, you can Demoralize the entire group as a Standard. If you Delay a round there'll be a few more, if you want to wait.

Ok, sorry for being away-finals and all that BUT I'M DONE NOW POSSIBLY FOREVER HOLY CRAP.

Amoeba goes up to the boss and tries to slug him in the face, his hand going into his mouth and down his throat as he does so.

Unarmed Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Grab Free Action: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

"Gotosleepgotosleepgotosleep..."

Free grab check with successful unarmed attack, and if I grab him he starts suffocating because Chokehold. But RNGesus hates me so meh. I don't think I'm ever gonna actually pull that off, haha.

Amoeba slams the guy, but he slams his mouth shut just in time.

Unfortunately it doesn't save him as he is knocked unconscious.

Well s$!# I guess it's good that I was lazy and didn't write a new post. I'll delay the action then.

A group of 10 more guards rush into the area, aiming weapons into the room.

Feel free to describe your Intimidation. Your result will make each and every one of them Disabled, so keep that in mind (you're pants-wettingly scary).

Keep up the Health and Safety thing.

Yeah, I think this may well and truly be dead. I can't post if you guys don't post. Should I just send it to the Campaign Graveyard?

Waiting on Huff.

That would be the problem in question. If I don't remind Huff and Alex to post every day, they never will it seems.

SATURDAY MORNING raises a hand in greeting. "Hi, we're from Human Resources! We're thinking of downsizing and needed to do some interviews. Who's first?"

The guardsmen are paralyzed with fear and indecision.

Now let's see what this guy knows about Femtotech's schemes.

Cogito begins reading the boss's mind.

I make an effect check opposed by his Will check. If I succeed by degree 2 or more I can "ask" a question.

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Well f#$@. Actually, does he even get a Will save while unconscious?

He does. Your Active defenses (Dodge and Parry) are unable to be used, though while Defenseless.

Will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Cogito finds it surprisingly difficult to get an unconscious mind to properly answer questions. He does get a glimpse of the man's dreams...though Cogito quickly wishes he could forget them.

Cogito shudders at the unspeakable horrors he has just witnessed, but forces himself to try again.

[dice=Forfeit your mind!]d20+5[/dice]

Graaaaaaaah....f@*@ it, if this doesn't work we're bailing.

Will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

The boss apparently has a mind like a vice, and said vice clamps down on Cogito's metaphorical mind-hand and begins to squeeze, while said boss' mental equivalent goes searching for his good pair of pliers.

Are the guards still spooked?

Ye