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Randee happily goes to the desk and examines everything, seeing that his companions are all ready for a nasty surprise.
Randee relaxes his stance for a while. "So, should we get in, then?"
*thumbs up*
With Yin running around, I wouldn't be surprised if we got bondedminded anyway. With nasty surprises, of course, but that's how life is, right?
Cool.
1- Belrim - Overwhelm
This is what we finally got, I believe, in alphabetical order.
Alright, I didn't get further than the B section on the table, beccause I saw this one and suddenly... ...suddenly I thought... "mental communication between us all? This can be taken a further step up." What if we can communicate... because we're all the same being? A powerful entity whose persona, avatar or mind has been divided in four parts (who can communicate between themselves). Now that would be awesome! Don't you think?
Hi! I'm Randee and I can't remember who I am :) Jokes aside, pleased to meet you. I'm a spanish player and was also in some other games under SS's tutelage. I'm totally ok with whatever schedules you think you can meet. After all, we're here for the lols, and being realistic about your time makes it a better gaming experience for you than being always rowing to keep the expectations. And, we all know that, if the GM is happy it is much easier than the rest of the group is happy as well. The reason I joined some SS's games is, apart from his cameos with Heavy-Metal, Wrestling and Lovecraft (take as an example the name of this very game), the fcact that his were all steady though calm games, not having dozens of updates. For that, I had other games. So, a calmed schedule is more or less what we had already, and thus I guess none of us will find it unfitting. As for your choice of employing a helper or not, well, both choices have good and bad parts and blah, blah... *insert philosophical dissertion here* ...but, in a game like this specific one, the chaos factor you say Yin would introduce would be rather awesome and adecuate, so I have to vote for your choice number 2. About Randee, I have found some small mistakes that should need reworking (having to do with his bloodline choices and some others), so I was wondering if, while fixing those, you would mind if some other minor details were reworked. I don't even know if they will be necessary, but they might, depending on how do I fix the glitches. So thatis mostly everything I have to say, I guess. Looking forward to see you take on this one :) TL;DR: Most SS's games are slow but steady ones anyway, so we're fine. I vote choice #2. Can I tweak Randee a bit? Some of his choices are illegal anyway.
I... mmm... I'm itching to know this mysterious benefactor.
Sorry to hear that, I loved this one a lot. Is there an option where you can put this inactive or something?
It's unwise to label yourself as wise anyway :P
Man, I'm turning 40 next summer. I'm preparing for the worst...
"Collapsed, uh? Let's start there..." Randee moves on to the beginning of the alley and checks out the first door.
It's Shadow's final saying on it. To me, with all the heavy-metal and wrestling references in here, how can I not love it? :P If you're willing to put this on hyatus, count me in when you retake it. If you're willing to go on, count me in.
"Yeah, let's open these doors once and for all." Randee walks decided to the double doors, wandering what else can they find that's weirder than what they've found already.
Randee looks everywhere. "Well, it must be nearby, it had no time to go far..."
Noticing the creature far away is trying to summon more enemies, Randee quickly casts a ray to try interrupt it.
"You just tell me when" sas Randee while positioning himself to open the doors.
"Mmhh..." Randee takes out his hat for better cooling of his ideas. "I guess if it's something intermitent, it means there is no one there... right? Or I could be wrong, of course but..." He looks at everyone, trying to discern how much do they want to pass through the doors. "There's only one way to prove me wrong, ain't it?" So he walks to the doors and counts "One, two..." and opens them at the count of three.
"Count what? I don't think it rings a bell..." Randee agrees with Belrim and goes to where Grendl is, stopping just in front of the double doors and looking for a way to open them.
"The high ceiling make me think of this as a receiver hall or entrance. Though I might be wrong, of course. I guess we should look at what's beyond the doors. What do you guys say?"
Randee seconds Belrim's proposal. "Yeah, some provisions wouldn't hurt, just in case. Other than that, I think I'm ready."
When asked about the light, Randee is about to say something when he suddenly stops and looks doubtful. "Actually... I think I'm doing pretty fine, not sure why. MAybe my eyes are getting used to poor lighting or... maybe they did something to me... Thing is I'm ok, but thank you for asking."
Best wishes to him!
It's a difficult situation. But, ultimately, what can they do? Randee is not going to stay here waiting to die. At least out there is a chance of finding something. "Yeah, I guess we should have a look. Who's coming?"
Oh yeah, dig it? Yeah!
Randee tips his hat, not really knowing what to say. "Damn... is this Mist poisonous or something? If the creatures in it attack only when you sleep, at least some reconnaissance could be made of the area..." He wishes for a negative answer, since no other idea comes to his mind right now. Not that it's the best of ideas anyway...
Lots of questions appear on Randee's mind, but he knows assaulting them qith an interrogatory would do no good, specially with the tension that's floating in the air. "Okay... for how long are you trapped here, and what kind of creatures have you found? Are the creatures the only thing that impedes your escape?"
"Woo, hoo, hoo, wait a minute" Randee interrupts, while putting himself in the middle of the two scrappers. "No one's gonna fight no one until we know what's happening here." He points at York. "You and Winter will explain us what does all that secret thing means, will you? I'm trapped here, full of zombies and don't know even why, so I want my choices clear or we all go to bloody hell." Randee tries to appear as menacing as possible, hard task in the current situation.
Randee opens his eyes wildly, and alternates between looking at Belrim and Winter. "Wow. Yes, count m- wait" he goes, as he realizes one thing, "What do you mean 'as well'? Are there other shapeshifters?" Randee looks everywhere in paranoia, not sure if he will be able to sleep at all.
So, is York a man or a woman? Sorry, first time I see these NPCs...
"Well met." Randee tips his hat. "It is nice to find some hospitality here. My name's Randee." Randee lets the kobold play with the jewels. After all, baubles are not an important thing when you're trapped in an asylum besieged by zombies. He even smiles slightly at the thought of that, knowing some days ago he would have never let anyone touch his things (and much less his wine). And talking about things... "Here, thank you. I won't need it, I think, and if so I have mine." Randee returns the dagger to the dwarf. "I guess it can be much more useful in the hands of other." Then, walking around to check the place, he asks to no one in particular: "Okay, now... would anyone be so kind as to tell me what the Hell are we doing here?"
The items they find in the room seem familiar to Randee... as if he once owned them. "I recognise this clothes..." While Grendl is scavenging through the gear, Randee closes in, slowly. He holds one of the objects in his hand, and a memory comes to his mind. "Yes... These are familiar items. I think... I think they're mine." He looks over them, and thinks an armor and some weapons can do him no good. He starts donning the chain shirt, while thinking about the usefulness of the luxury clothes. "Well, one never knows, right?". The scroll case and the bags have seen more plentiful days, but still. When he finds out the wine, though, a smile covers his face. "Hey, guys, this wine seems good quality. Don't we deserve a nice reward for our job?" He takes a large sip and handles the waterskin to the nearest companion. "Here, have some. It's quite tasty!"
Level up complete: ·(1/2)+1 HP gained
I think all is correct now I agree with exploring the room.
"Hey... it was me! I wished them to die, and the rays appeared!" Randee observes his hands as if he was wielding birthday gift. "Let's finish this off, then!"
Randee reacts quickly, instinctively, though he wouldn't be able to tell how or why. Just something makes him move his hands, and a bolt of force appears and hits his enemies, craking.
"Ah, damn." Finding the door locked takes away most of the drama. Randee turns to the others looking for help. "The door is locked. What now?"
"Alright, let's do this..." Randee walks to the doors and energetically opens them (or tries to).
"I've been here before... could it be when they brought me in?"
"I... I think I came here with some clothes... Probably you all did, right? We should have a look and see if we can find some proper clothes." He accepts the dagger without paying attention, looking to everyone instead and pointing at their attires. "If we go out of here with these, we will call attention quite too much." Then Randee realizes what he has been handed. "A knife? I'm not a good scrapper, but I guess it's me or them. Thank you. If anyone happens to see my hat, though..."
"Y-yeah..." is all what Randee is able to mumble. Seeing that these people seem somewhat friendly, and after looking around a bit more, he gets slowly to his feet and tries to recompose himself. "Name's Randee" he starts, not forgetting the most basic rules of politeness, even in this situation. "I can't seem to remember why I ended up here. Do you have any clue? Are you all here for the same reason?" A lot more questions clog inside Randee's brain but, for now, let's begin with the beginning...
"Waaaaaa!!! Who are you? What am I doing here? That creature..." Randee looks left and right, trying to discern the strange creature that was pursuing him. He tries to get his body up from the place he's resting, but finds himself too weak. A dwarf is offering help, or so it seems, though he looks at the people watching him with mistrust, trying to creep away from them and keep himself to a corner, like a scared rat...
Randee: Randee sees how the creature evades his bolt, and suddenly a cold sensation invades his full body and soul. He notices the attack, but he's too slow to dodge... Fearing wrapping his heart, he concludes the only escape is fleeing...
Randee: "What?" Out of the blue (well, of the yellow) comes this creature and assails Randee, who knows nothing. Literally, nothing. At first, Randee's thought is to look for a weapon or anything else to defend himself. Not finding anyone, he just desperately points at the creature. "No! Begone!" The result is not what Randee would have expected.
Randee: As a famous melody comes to Randee's head, he tries to discern which would be the best choice. "Up? Down? Or should I just give up? Let Fate decide..." He picks three colours from the cobblestones, assigning them an election each: up, down and fog. He then closes his eyes, turn around himself for one second and points blindly to the ground. Opening his eyes, he finds out his fate is to go...
...into the fog! "Well, that's that. Let's see what Fate keeps in for me." Randee braces himself and makes his way back to the fog, letting it surround him with decision.
Hello, people! Thank you for giving me the chance to play with you, I hope we spend a nice time.
Rander: Randee touches himself everywhere, as if looking for something. He looks left and right, front and behind. "Where am I?" It seems the white shirt makes him realise. With a face of surprise, he then notices the strange fog, and clumsily starts to walk away from it while trying to spot something that makes him remember more. |