@Maria:
Really? I haven't heard of a beer by that name. xD I don't really care much for hoppy beers though, tbh. Something about them sends my "BITTER!!" taste buds off the charts xD
Docks: Glancing around as the police sweep the scene, Mick nods to himself and whispers into his earpice, "Excellent work, comrades! I am feeling very proud of each of you - had I any golden stickers you would all receive one for the day!"
Seeing Ravager hopping off into the sunset, Mick stealth moves himself atop the transport for Croc and hunkers down, saying, "I will stick up here and make sure everything goes fine for this transport. Some rebels may wish to liberate their power player. Perhaps Thought would be wise to maintain his puppet until he is properly secured in the facility." As he ends his insight, the familiar sound of a can being slowly opened is heard.
Joey - following along the others down the path - grumbles, "What, I don't get a vote! I was going to say we should investigate this place more! Ha! I voted anyway - take that!" As they enter the cavern, his eyes immediately fall upon the three uncanny critters, and he alerts his friends of their presence, trying to point out the locations of these monsters. "Guys, look out! Three hostiles on the walls!" Letting his gaze fall directly on the one to the room's left, Joey's eyes seem to shift malignant as they peer into the creature's very soul.
"..I knew I shouldn't have skipped Leg days... and it wouldn't hurt to shave once in a while.. I knew I was forgetting something when I packed for trip! Of all the things to forget, it just had to be my candy-striper uniform.. We'll just have to put a rain-check on the dress-up for now, Pavel."
DING DING DING DING!!
Just for the record, if you ever have to pilot Joey, make sure he is as reckless and doing incredibly dangerous things at all times. ;P
It's true :) Of all my campaigns so far, you have been the most enjoyable, fair, and handsome. We talk about you on Skype. > : ) A lot.
Justin is currently blissfully unaware of the boy's sudden state of awake and continues monitoring the butterflies, fairly certain that he was assigned no other duty than to make sure these insects continue being awesome!
"...You thought I wanted you to kill him, Jerimiah? What part of," he pauses to repeat the hand gestures before continuing, "...could have possibly implied that? We're going to have to work on our silent message-sending, but Dmitri's got the right idea. Posting look-outs while investigating the lad was what I was aiming for. You never know - it could be a trap." Turning to face the horizons as he quickly glances around, Justin finishes with, "I'm flattered that you think I can handle scouting, Wonder Sword~ I won't let you down!" Flashing a thumbs up, he crouches down and waddles off to watch down the roads, keenly keeping an eye open for danger.
...but those damn butterflies are just too majestic! Man, would you just look at those things? How could anyone focus on being a look-out when these things are around? Talk about eye candy! Man, I can't wait to tell the others about these things! These are just simply amazing! It's like they just keep bouncing all on their own!
Joey eyes the beast and quickly deduces in his mind, This thing looks strong.. Let's make it not-strong! "Let's see if Maria's lessons have paid off, he calls out as he shapes his hand before pointing it at the monster. "Debilito!!" A Ray of Enfeeblement is cast towards the Owl Bear.
...But Joey too has seemed to have caught Valda's bug as he watches in horror that his pointed finger doesn't seem to do anything. "B'wah??" He gasps in confusion, exacerbated by his lack of magic-casting.
No bot could ever replicate Isagoras' rhythm and tongue-flow :(
And Rando's over here popping my proverbial 'Monster Cliche' cherry - this is the first Owlbear I've ever combated! :') I'm marking the calendar!
Justin scans the woods like a less keen-eyed pet bird in a store. "Talk about eye candy," he says as he takes in the sight he sees.
Sorry! Been having crap going on at work that has directly interfered with my personal life. (Haven't even been able to enjoy MGSV, like seriously wtf is wrong with me! O:<)
Sorry, I had an "incident" at Wal-Mart yesterday where a dude was wanting to fight me for "disrespecting his family," (I stood my ground and he backed off = I won because I'm 5'2" and was wearing a DJ PON3 shirt) I almost spoiled the ending to MGSV for myself, and no pizza because my refrigerator went out again. Needless, my clan mates and I played games all night to detox. xD I'll post right quick. Uret knows what happened! O:<
Also - yes, my ex and I PvP my monk half-orc vs. her swashbucker dragon faerie once and I've considered the SB OP ever since xD
Actually manage a hit on OP captain.
Hearing such a statement from Felix has Mick feeling confused, leaving him to conclude that Felix must not get around during the holidays. Perhaps he hibernates? "What do you mean, 'Santa is not real?' I have seen the gift-bearer in red many times personally when I have needed to replenish my provisions. Perhaps I should take you shopping during the winter - you shall see him with your own two eyes then, and may even perhaps feel inclined to insert currency into his benevolent bucket. I am told his proceeds go towards helping the humans in need. His operation resonates with my mission's task." Leaning to Felix, Mick takes one of the humans hands inbetween two of his own and stares awkwardly closely into his eyes, saying, "Do not worry human. If you ever require lessons in combat, I will instruct you as my commander has instructed me." On his planet, such an action was meant to portray camaraderie between fellow soldiers, and he can only hope that his ways are translated as such.
He actually lives in Uganda. I know this because I used to have a Uganda shilling. So the connection is obvious. lel EDIT: And can we appreciate that this is literally the most f*$%ing suspenseful moment of this campaign since like f#~%ing ever? xD
"Oh! So you have something that permits you witchery too? Maria has been helping me understand magic - I believe I can channel it through this cat of mine apparently! She's my 'familiar' as it's called." Beginning to pet his pet's head, he coos, "And she's just the prettiest familiar there ever was! Yes she is, isn't she!" Joey ends his affectionate tone as he looks back to Dave. "She channels magic from a more powerful source.. What that source is, though, I have no idea yet. I call her Blackfur 'Hellcat' Adams though because it all seems... Hellish, really.. And she's a cat. And her fur is Black. And she's my baby."
I mean, her head didn't move, but she's still looking right at you. "Miiiikaaahhh! MIIIIIIIKKKAAAAAH!"
Pffff, you're doing fiiiine as a PC! Don't be so hard on yourself! :( There's no need to yell! Rando, stop - remember your blood pressure!! Dx ;P {gloats}Too baaaad you guys didn't start when Dmitri and I diiiid~{/gloats}
Lol It has been a fun ride thus far, full of frustratingly low-rolls and shenanigans xD I've enjoyed it though, and I've enjoyed this campaign as well ^^ What has really made it enjoyable is all of you grand folk and your keen RP techniques x3 Definitely love seeing the characters interacting with each other in all their hilariously and often asinine ways!
Well, you see: a long time ago - longer now than it seems - in a place that, perhaps, you've seen in your dreams... Toby, Brian, Jerimiah, and I are all active in another campaign called, After Dark. Toby's the DM, Brian's character is "Isagoras the Light," Jerimiah's is "Dave Wakalaka-ski," (lol sorry dave, can't remember them polish name) and my own is the fairest, most handsomest, and powerful of the them all: "Joesph Adams." The campaign is a modern, macabre setting surrounding the paranormal activity (f&~& that movie - why did I force that pun...) taking place in-and-around fictional location "Arzata, New Mexico." Isagoras, as a character, has displayed some subtle similarities with Brian - in the ways I listed above - and it led me to theorize that they are actually related. Seeing as Brian and Isagoras (along with the rest of our characters across these campaigns) are from the same "modern world," it's entirely possible that Dmitri could visit Joey over in New Mexico if he ever makes it back to the present x3 Stuff like that - very fun to think about. Isagoras meets babe in the past, woos her, gets her infected with pregnancy, she births his hellspawn, that spawn goes on to spawn other spawns, the cycle continues until Isagoras is born in the future. The very same future that Brian has came from! Ergo, Brian could have the chance to observe the changes that generations upon generations of offspring has had on his lineage's genetics! Assuming he isn't eaten by wolves during his exploits in the past, at least ;P And Toby has potential to be Dave's ancestor.. Both are mysterious, both (presumably) like sombreros... Now all that's left is to figure out if Jerimiah is actually Joey's ancestor... Both are intelligent, obsessed with the occult/magic, and have familiars... Hmmmmmmm - I'll be on the look-out for more conditions >;) Coming soon: "Dmitri's ancestry reveal - the untold story!" @Brian: Hiiissss, waiting, hissssss!
Lol I feel like you're saying you would like more NPC interaction but sound like you're saying you want to move things along quicker xD I'll agree with you and say that I definitely wouldn't mind getting to see deeper into the minds of these NPCs :) You spent a lot of time on this campaign, and I'd love to see the amount of depth you put into it. Seeing the bar scene get pushed like that kind of felt like it took away from a good opportunity for our characters to see what NPCs are like in this town and how our characters will react given the context (if any shady folk are watching them, does Brian get-some from the well-dressed lady, will Toby get drunk and start dancing on tables, et cetera). So I'm with Brian on this one: don't be afraid to throw some depth at us :) Also - as a side note - Brian: nothing you can say will ever convince me that Brian isn't Isagoras' ancestor!! 1) They're both summoners, with a preference towards Eagles. (Clearly a lineage trait)
If Brian ever goes to Arzata, New Mexico - I'm sure he'd hear about some strange events that have happened. He may even bump into someone that seems to bear a strange semblance to him. Conclusion: Brian's pre-history f!+!ery has created Isagoras' lineage. Without that busty bar NPC vs. Brian's nat20 Diplo, Stacey and Joey may have never made it out alive! Dave may have succumbed to the shredder as well! ARZATA MAY HAVE FALLEN TO FIRE CULTISTS! The two campaigns have officially been connected. xD
Hey! I'm at the top of the list! > : D I'll buy her misc. equipment if Veronica is selected ^^ Literally sitting on pins and needles waiting for this one!
Nah, not for a few levels, anyway... TAG YOUR SPOILERS! Dx
"It's... uh.. Well, it could definitely be better. I've always been prone to infections and fevers growing up - was quite the weak lad growing up.." The more he seems to think about how compromised he is, the more he feels himself becoming sick. Joey can feel the blood running cold through his veins as his chest tightens against his lungs. Sweat can be seen forming on his brow as he runs a hand through his short hair, leaving it slightly disheveled. He may as well already start running around as a mad man and attacking innocent people at this rate with how grim his future now seems. "Ohhh, God.. I'm feeling shaky.. I might be turning already - don't let me hurt anyone! Put me down if there is no cure - I'd rather die than terrorize people that have done no wrong..." As he begins his dramatics, he notices the cat pawing at his leg - and for some reason he could almost tell that it knew he was worrying. As if they had some sort of empathetic bond. "Oooooh, look! Even this kitty knows that I'm dying!.. Wait, no - it's just trying to calm me down? Well how can I stay calm at a time like this! When this fiendish infection tears away at my very humanity! Come, little kitty - let me pet you some more before I am lost forever." Kneeling down to return the cat to his arms, Joey pets it - quickly seeming to fine with his mind distracted - and dorkishly whispers, "I'm going to call you Blackfur because your fur is black! If you're nice and I don't turn into a ghoul, I'm taking you home with me - would you like that? I'm sure you would! What are you doing in a nasty place like this anyway? Poor thing!
Exaggeratingly gasping for air and leaning upwards - as if he was unable to breath during his immobility - Joey begins patting himself and savouring the sweet sense of movement once again until he's met with the cat's landing. Startled, he turns his head expecting another attack and shouts, "NO! NOT AGAIN!! I WON'T - Ooooh! It's just a kitty! What's you're name, little one?" Reaching a hand up to pet the stray, he takes it into his arms, and soon begins pondering about its curious behaviour with hopes that the cat isn't rabid. Though something about the cat seems familiar - as if this were perfectly natural.
Rising to his feet he turns and thanks the others. "If it weren't for you guys, I doubt that I would've made it... Let's not think about that! Thank you, really."
Hey! I remember that place o:< I passed by when I was living in Cleveland. Should've went when I had the chance xD And mall-hopping - certainly seems like something I could get into xD I love the atmosphere of the malls, even if I don't buy anything. I just enjoy meeting strangers and talking with associates. Especially love it when I leave with something nice though xD
Joey tries his best to alert the others to be careful, but his frustration most likely is only expressed as angry breathing noises. I'm never taking movement for granted ever again. I'm never taking talking for granted ever again. I'm never taking muscle cramps for granted ever again. Damn - I don't this feeling of vulnerability!!
Lmfao Just noticed a typo on my Spellcraft - should be +9, not +12 That's the last time I do any character customization that late ever again xD But if anything doesn't look right, just let me know.. I'll deny it was my fault and claim it be an accident >:) "Oh, I gave myself 200HP? Woooooops."
Creeping along side Valda, Joey whispers, "Man, demon fire rituals, zombies, time travel... Never a dull moment for us, it seems!" With his pistol in his hand, he keeps his finger off the trigger as they advance, but holds it at the ready to fire if he needs to. Trying to look as coolly as possible in front of his favourite radio show host, Joey thinks to himself, Gotta be cool in front of her. Gotta pull a Dave... Should've bought some sunglasses..
"An Investigator is never late! Nor is he early! He arrives precisely when he means too! ...or whenever his Internet comes back..."
"Black and Marilyn...? Where have I heard those names before..." Setting his fingertips to his mouth, he ponders for a moment, making his brain connect the seemingly unconnected dots as he tends to. "Marilyn is a woman's name... Black is a magic's name... Marilyn has three syllables... Black has one... Black's third letter is 'A'... If we take Marilyn and subtract the last three letters and replace it with the 'A,' we get 'Maria...'" Snapping his fingers as he draws his genius conclusion and turning to face his comrades proudly he proclaims, "Maria's connection confirmed... It all make sense now. We're going to need Maria's help! Who's got their cellular handy - we need her here urgently! It's urgent!"
Thanks! And chyeah, when those f!!@s thought I wouldn't be here? Who does that?? >:o Surprised the f!%~ out of them when I grabbed my knife and went after them - scaring them into fleeing. Started laughing about it afterwards because I thought to myself, "My God, this is something Dave would do." xD
Turning in his chair to face the door as he hears who has come to join their party, Joey's eyes are wide with a blend of excitement and wonder. Quickly opening the drawer to his desk, he throws the bottle of tequila he was getting out back into it and tries to hide it as if it were some raunchy porno mag before standing up and making sure he looks presentable by running his hands through his hair and adjusting his shirt, though it only serves to dishevel his look in his rushed state. Regardless, he quickly hops to the side of his desk and leans against it, holding up a client's folder upside down as he pretends to be reading it coolly, clearing his throat as he says as formally as he can, "Oh, miss Stacey? Do come in. We were just in the middle of..." He pauses as he looks about the room and realizes how casual of a setting they're in and that Dave is suspiciously drinking a coffee... as if it wasn't his? "...We're just... Researching the.. how much research we've been doing lately... and if donuts attract evil?" Trying to maintain his composure, he looks between the others and awaits their response, thinking to himself, God dang, Joey - if only dad could see how smooth you are! He'd be so proud - just a spittin' image of him!
Joey's all: "OH MY GOD, guys - you'll never believe what I just saw!! THEY HAVE NICOLAS CAGE PILLOW CASES FOR ONLY 9 DOLLARS!! F!#+ this adventuring gambit - I gotta get to my computer!
Sorry! I had spent the night at my friend's house and the night evolved into the weekend, leaving me without Internet xD I'm still here! I'll adjust his level and post the new stuffz accordingly :) As for action...
Hearing Toby's comment makes Justin laugh a bit as he recalls that his friends used to call him Frodo for being so short. "Looks like we're starting our own fellowship, just like Lord of the Rings, huh?.. I call being the halfling!" As they setting out to try and track the sorcerer that warped the wolves, Justin sets his sights on atoning for his previous perceptive sins. You can do it Justin.. You've tracked people before; this should be easy for you..
Realizing that the captain has broken free of his binds, Joey chews his lip as he considers his options . Gun or fist... Gun or fist... S~#!, this is going to be a tough choice...
NO! MY +1 ONLY COUNTS IF I DO IT! But really, though - it doesn't bother me if you'd like to roll our initiatives for us :P
Rando: Isagoras enters a typical-appearing office building and proceeds to speak with a fair receptionist awaiting behind her desk. With a smile she asks him how she can help him today. Isagoras: "Hail, maiden! I am here to beseech my undue and over-charged payment to'warts our most curs'et authoritarian overlords whereas I may be permitted continual ownership over mine owned properties and land!" Rando: The lady - seemingly understanding exactly what you're requesting - directs you to have a seat and she'll have you speak with the appropriate worker to process your payment, informing you that it may be a half-hour to two-hour wait. Isagoras: "Two hours?? But I am of an adventuring party charged with saving this world of a leering and growing terror! Surely a women of such beauty and direction such as yourself could make an exception for me?"
Rando: "No. Please have a seat." Isagoras: "CURSE YOU the far hand of government! Is there no reality dimension to which I can retreat and not feel thy cold hand!??!?"
Jerimiah's rat: YouTube
Diplomacy nat1: As you try to sway the person with your words, you end up choking on your own spit and suffocate. No chance for any saves.
Joey chuckles at Isagoras' suggestion before wiping his face into a more serious expression for the matter at hand. Nodding to Dave to wake the individual with his salts, the Investigator removes his trench coat and dims the lights for dramatics before standing imposingly in front of the failed killer. Channeling his inner-most viciousness, Joey snarls as he speaks in a low tone, "You woke the wrong dog today, pal. Did you honestly think we'd be an easy hit?" As he speaks he leans in closer to the man and stares at him straight in the eyes before continuing, "Well, mis compas aren't very happy with you right now after your gang's little show. So now you're going to tell. You don't want to end up like the rest of your little posse? Then you'd better start talking." With his introduction finished, he rises to stand fully upright again - feeling rather proud of his show-and-tell wordplay; hopeful that he produces results with his forced act, he shoots a quick glance to the others to see if they have anything to add or say.
@Isagoras:
'Tis often said that effort spent on one's auto is only to compensate for one's own inadequacies, and Isagoras has none of those. Isagoras be rockin' with a big slong and proud of it! @Everyone: Make some rolls and say some stuff. This will forever be my favourite campaign because of how hilarious all of you are :) I love you all!
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