Monsters save the world (Inactive)

Game Master caster4life

"I think Snowball's right. I think Gorthug is the only one who can't really sneak, but he's big enough that if Xeria and I go steal a cloak for him real quick, we can cover his face, then he can carry Bob and Cindy. I think he's tall and menacing enough that nobody's going to ask why he's carrying a pot of... water, and a... little girl, so long as they all stay quiet"

She take a heavy swig from her flask as she stumbles over her descriptions of Bob and Cindy. "Even if someone does ask, Gorthug's cold shoulder will discourage any followup questions."

Tina pauses, then quietly acts out a plausible conversation, jumping from side to side:

"Well met, traveller, it's a warm day for such a heavy cloak, especially with the hood up, but what do I know, I am but a simple villager."

Tina faces the other direction, and lifts her shoulders, pretending to hold a pot and a doll, for a few seconds, then back again, "What business brings you to our humble village?"

Back to Gorthug's silence, then an increasingly nervous villager, "I see you carry some goods with you, are they for trade? That's a lovely doll you have there, my daughter would be so happy to have one like that. Where did you get it?"

Tina flips back around, making herself as large as possible, before impersonating Gorthug's single word, "Bears."

"Yeah, I think this will work, so long as we make sure nobody actually sees Gorthug. Maybe Xeria can pretend to be his daughter or something?"

Cindy, still a bit confused about this doll business, decides to let it drop for now. "If you want, I can be very quiet. Oooh! Miss" now how did she say it? "Peed-mom-tina Mambla-dunder? When you were flying, Gorthug said 'Raaargghugh' too. He has two words now!"

Gorthug stood as still as a statue, staring at Sevrn. Or at least in the general direction of the youth.

Sevren shrugs. "Ok I guess we can try that. Do you want to go steal a cloak?" he asks Tina and Xeria.

Xeria comments, "Well, it's not shiny..." She puts out her toothpick size arms in a muscle-man pose and flexes her minute biceps, "But whatever you want, Boss. Let's go Tina!" She flies off into the village to look for a cloak.

Stealth: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (20) + 20 = 40

Well, there you go :D I'm assuming cloaks don't weigh more than 5 pounds - her encumbrance is 5/10/15. And she's waiting to cast invisibility until she finds the cloak so it goes invisible too.

"Let's do it!" Tina yips as she zips high and behind Xeria, looking for a good candidate farm or house, with not too much activity around it.

stealth: 1d20 + 34 ⇒ (4) + 34 = 38
perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (1) + 15 = 16

She quietly chirps in the song of a native bird, (Speak with Animals) <Hey, Xeria, what about that place over there? Looks like they might have something.>

Snowball looks forlorn as Tina and Xeria fly off.
"Snowball good. Snowball wait." she mumbles.

Then she looks around at those remaining.
"Snowball play?" she asks, wagging her tail.

"Yeah, let's play catch the Bob! Bob wants to do this for a long time, ever since you say "snowball play". Gorthug throw Bob, THROW! Whoosh! In the air. And snowball catch Bob before he smack on tree. Gorthug! Not-dead-dead-one!?! Can you... THROW?"

Cindy continues to practice for Tina's plan by being very quiet and still.
Just pretend you're a doll. Pretend you're a doll. Pretend you're a doll.....

Gorthug heard throw. He didn’t question it. He threw Bob.

Str: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Direction, straight, left, right, straight up: 1d4 ⇒ 2

The zombie gently tossed the pot to the left.

Snowball dives after the probably-doomed pot with glee.

Reflex save to catch Bob and his pot?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Xeria and Piedmontina sneak very quietly toward a farmhouse where they see a house and a barn. They hear a woman's voice coming from the house and a man's from the barn.

Where do you want to check first?

Meanwhile, Gorthug tosses Bob quite gently and Snowball very deftly and with blinding speed catches the pot. Bob is quite thrilled and Sevren slowly, uncertainly, smiles. Then even chuckles. "Heh. That was great. Throw him farther this time, big guy."

Snowball quickly brings the Bob-pot back to Gorthug at lays it at his feet. She then sits on her haunches while looking up, a bit like a dog might.

Str: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Direction, straight, left, right, straight up: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Gorthug did as he was told. Sort of. Up into the air the pot was launched, to great effect.

Reflex save to snatch pot again: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

"Wow!" Snowball says as she hesitates for a fraction of a second.
She then flies up after the pot.

Bob congeals slightly, sticking his body partially out of the pot, and gets a blast of rushing air. "Aiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Snowball flies with great skill, though there is the constant clumsiness that affects her making it somewhat more difficult, and snatches the pot out of mid-air again! Bob has a intense but fascinating ride unlike anything else he's ever experienced. Sevren laughs and shakes his head. "That's crazy..."

Xeria and Tina still to do stuff but no rush. It's the weekend.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

Cindy hops off of Gorthug's shoulder and shakes out her limbs. "It's boring pretending to be a doll. I'm gonna wait till the flying ladies come back to play doll again." She wanders over to Severn and hugs his leg. "It's nice to see you smiling, laughing even."

that reminds me, I forgot the extra -2 for sickened from that roll that I calculated at 18. So it was actually barely the required 16 to find the way to town xD

Sense Motive: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (10) - 4 = 6
"Uau oaey?" Snowball asks on the way down with Bob's pot in her mouth.
After landing, she spits the pot out onto the ground. "Bob okay?" she asks again.

Tina swoops low, toward the house, remaining as sneaky as possible, while looking for a way in.

I don't know when you want me to reroll stealth, so I'll let you handle rolling it for me when you need. (+34)

Once inside, Tina looks through any wardrobes, or closets, trying to find a cloak that will cover Gorthug.

Yeah I don't tend to call for stealth rerolls too often so I'll let you know when I want a new roll.

Tina swoops into the farmhouse and sees a stout human woman in her thirties chopping vegetables while giving instructions to a teenage girl who is kneading bread. "That's it, Wendy. That's it. You're really getting the hang of this now. Your the loaves are the best in town and everyone knows it!" Tina spots a long cloak, probably good for keeping the rain off, on a hook by the door. It might be noticed if it suddenly disappeared, though, as the two female humans are right there in the kitchen.

Sevren self-consciously stops laughing and smiling when Cindy talks to him. "Uh... yeah. Sure." He scratches the back of his neck. "Just don't tell anyone about it. That'd be weird. Ok?"

"Our secret." YAY A SECRET!!!
She pulls away from his leg and motions for him to bend down so she can whisper "I have a new 'lair' by the cave entrance if you ever want to come play where people might not see you"

Xeria squawks in a bird call to Tina "I'm off to the barn." Constant Speak with Animals

Xeria flies down to the barn to investigate it and looks for a way in.

After his wild ride, Bob is feeling a bit exhilarated! "Bob okay, Snowball, Bob okay. Bob feels... strange. Bob thinks that is like being mixed in pot but even better. Bob would like to fly for real someday Bob thinks. Bob wonders, what could Bob do to learn to fly like Snowball?"

Snowball cranes her neck to look at her back. After test flapping her wings a couple times she looks back towards bob.
"Bob grow wings?"

"Bob doesn't see why not. Why shouldn't Bob have wings? Bob wants wings, so Bob should have wings."

Bob does the ooze equivalent of closing his eyes and internally pushing very hard, trying to sprout wings. All that happens is he shoots out a jet of acid that narrowly misses Sevren.

Xeria sneaks into the barn and sees a father mending a harness while telling a story to his son, who is checking a stalled cow for parasites. "And that's why we never go near Last Hill way back there in the woods. It's inhabited by a big old gargoyle that tears apart anyone who comes near. Sven says that he snuck up on it while it was sleeping, hit it with an arrow, and drew its blood but then ran away when it roared at him. Says he did that thirty years ago. Still, no one else who's gone near it has come back alive." Xeria doesn't spot any cloaks in the barn but there are a few rusty old tools hanging around.

Sevren dodges away from Bob's acid spit. "Hey watch it! Are you trying to hurt somebody?" He shakes his head. "Where did all you guys come from anyway? My mom gets the weirdest employees..."

"Snowball from egg." Snowball replies, apparently convinced that the sentence constitutes a full explanation.

Tina flips up over the house, and towards the barn. <Hey Xeria,> she squawks as a bird call, <There's a cloak over in the house, but it's in a room with some humans. I'm thinking we distract them, and one of runs in and grabs the cloak while they aren't looking.>

She sits atop the barn, with her legs dangling over the eaves, < Do you want to grab, or do you want to make some noise?>

"Master make Bob; Bob is Master's baby. Maybe Sevren and Bob are brother-brother. But Bob is Bob's Yer Uncle so maybe Bob is Sevren's Uncle too, or maybe that means Bob is Sevren's Great Uncle. Or maybe actually Bob is Sevren's aunt or sister because Bob doesn't know what any of these names mean and maybe Bob just be Sevren's friend OK?"

"I used to live in a stream off of the river over..." Goldslip looks around, then accepts the fact that she has no idea which direction is the correct one. "...somewhere. I came to Last Hill, and then the Master would not allow me to leave." The nixie thinks for a moment about how she is now, in fact, outside of Last Hill. "I don't want to leave now, though. It's not that I really like killing any of the intruders that the Master orders us to, but I like the people I have met in Last Hill. And it certainly is more interesting there than it ever was in my stream."

"You know, I don't really remember where I came from. I remember waking up with Mommy talking about me, just a couple years ago." Cindy looks back up at Sevren with her head tilted slightly to the side. "I sometimes remember things from before then, but they slip away before I can really remember all of them."

Xeria flies back out of the barn, <No cloak in the barn. Either of us would work on stealing it from the house. I was planning on shrinking it so it would be easy to grab and conceal followed by turning invisible.>

Both of us have Shrink Item, which makes stealing much easier :D

Snowball really wants those RP XP. Lol.

Sevren shrugs at Snowball's insufficient explanation then looks downright puzzled at what Bob has to say. After a moment, his expression clears. "You might be confused, Bob. 'Bob's yer Uncle' just means 'There you have it.' I don't think it was intended to be your name or a description of a relationship..."

Curious to see what Bob's limited cognitive powers make of that. XD

Sevren looks deeply intrigued by what Goldslip has to say. "You're going back because you like Last Hill?" He shudders in disbelief. "It's the worst place I've ever lived. Even worse than that old haunted tower before this."

He frowns at Cindy. "Wait... you remember things before Lucian made you? How can that be?"

Still to hear from Gorthug on this origins question. Not sure what he'd say. XD Meanwhile, the atomies continue plotting.

Bob grows very silent and contemplative...for the first time in quite some time, he stops projecting his thoughts and inwardly reflects.

"Bob's yer Uncle means... there you have it? It does not mean that Bob is yer Uncle? That...confuses Bob. Did Master not say Bob was her Uncle? But Sevren is smart and is sort of like Master. If Bob's Yer Uncle does not mean what Bob thought it meant then maybe was master not talking to Bob? But no one else was there, so Master must have been talking to Bob. But if Bob is not yer uncle then maybe Bob is not Bob either? What is Bob then, if not yer uncle? Bob is Not-Bob? If Bob is Not-Bob,that means that Master did not call Bob Bob at all. Did Master not love Not-Bob enough to call him Bob? Is Not-Bob...alone? If Master did not call Not-Bob Bob then Master made big mistake by not calling Not-Bob Bob. Master is...not... good... Master is not...great. Not-Bob should be able to call Not-Bob anything he wants...Not-Bob could be called...uh...Sevren...Cindy...Tina..Goldy...Snowball... Lots of names that Not-Bob could be called. Not-Bob must come up with fancy name that only Not-Bob can have."

It clicks. Not-Bob projects loudly to all nearby..."Bob is Not-Bob! And Not-Bob is to be called CindyTinaGoldySnowball from now on, please if you will please OK?"

It seems that Sevren's responses are making everyone think a bit. Unlike Bob / Not-Bob / CindyTinaGoldySnowball, Cindy is more the type to think out loud.

"um...yeah I remember some things from before I woke up with my new Mommy...but she didn't make me...I was born like any other girl it was just with a different Mommy, and I had a Daddy!" Cindy starts to pace, looking down at her feel while she works through the concept. "My new Mommy...Sevren's Mommy...usually calls me 'Number 23' but my old Mommy called me Cindy...wait a sec, does that mean Sevren's my Brother if we have the same Mommy?...I sometimes remember the house, and I had a dog...I think it was named 'Buddy'...he had floppy ears, or was he a cat? Cats have pointy ears...I forgot what his ears were like." She walks up to Snowball and looks carefully at her head. "I don't see ears...Snowball isn't Buddy....and I remember bread. Bread smells good when it's baking...sometimes when we do things, other things get remembered...but then I don't remember them. I know I remember Buddy. Buddy the hamster. He had round ears." She smiles triumphantly up at Sevren, sure that she has explained EVERYTHING satisfactorily.

”Raaaaugh...bear...” Gorthug said, his jaw remaining open.

Until the mistress vanishes, he gets zapped by something major, or Goldslip’s lifelink is there for long enough, Gorthug will remain in his haze

"Bob is Notbob?" Snowball asks, confused.

Sevren looks in great confusion at Bob. "I mean... it's a lot easier to call you Bob. And you do seem to bob around a lot." He mimics a gelatinous wobble by shrugging his shoulders. The young man looks really confused by Cindy's description however and decides not to press her any further.

Ok Gorthug but just remember that we want everyone to contribute to the RP so throw in a "bears" from time to time or come up with something else to add. XD

Do you guys have any questions for Sevren?

lol will do. Also the idea that Cindy was once a real child is heartbreaking

lol will do. Also the idea that Cindy was once a real child is heartbreaking

Honestly I'm still not sure if she was sacrificed and placed into a doll while still a child. I'm pretty sure I'm going with it happened as an adult but the trauma of the event has reverted what's left of her soul to child-state for now, until she does some emotional healing.

Don’t know why but I find that less soul crushing

"Not-Bob, if you wanna get a new name that's ok, but Cindy, Tina, Goldy, and Snowball are our names. Buddy is taken too. If you aren't Bob we need to get you a whole new name that's aaaaaall yours. You can be Not-Bob for now until we figure it out."

"Not-Bob can't be CindyTinaGoldySnowball? Not-Bob doesn't know any names. Not-Bob thought those were all the choices except also Gorthug and Xeria but Not-Bob does not like those names because they are scary. Ok, Not-Bob can be called Not-Bob. Maybe Not-Bob pick new name once Not-Bob learn some."

Holding the pot, Gorthug looked down at Bob and all of the noise it was making. ”Bear.” The zombie stated, as it tried to decide whether it needed to throw it again.

Cindy walks over and looks into the pot. "Gorthug, you can tell animals by their ears. Dogs have floppy ears. Cats have pointy ears. Hamsters have round ears, and so do bears." She points into the pot. "Not-Bob doesn't have ears, so he can't be a bear."

Gorthug looked at Cindy. She was talking. The zombie shuddered. The bear was dying. It could barley stand. It’s death was being drowned out by the cheering. Four hounds were dead. ”...bear...” The zombie breathed, looking right at Cindy. ”...b-...” He fell silent. The bear was dead. Everyone was happy. Dead hands held him under water. He was in the dark place. His lungs were full and he couldn’t breathe. His heart had stopped, and yet he still saw. What little part of his mind that was left screamed with terror into the void. The light in his eyes faded, with only a flicker left. The magic that bound him was powerful, and it would not be so easy to break free. Even though it seemed like with each passing year he got closer and closer.

Tina calls out to Xeria, <I guess you're grabbing it then. Keep up!>

She flies towards the house, and moves into a room not visible from the kitchen. She make herself invisible, and calls out the loudest string of profanities she can manage, in the language of cats, as she starts to knock things off of shelves and tables. She doesn't topple anything that looks too fragile or valuable, but overall does a pretty good job of making some noise in the room.