*Encounter Critical* God City Sandbox

ttagxamm · October 20, 2008, 04:42:46 PM

[Truly your mewlings are piteous

. Here's a pair of flashbacks to make of what you will:]

Quote from: ttagxamm;253591The [chief apothecary] goblin stares at Buck like he was looking at puppy that just peed on the rug. "Maglubiyet!...We ain't runnin' a research hospital here, pal. But we know a thing or two about patching up fighters...."

A commotion from the center of the arena interrupts the apothecary. "Of all the...this is fan-yarking-tastic....If you want to help your friend, help me guard the rest. Chief Ball-tard sent in the Goon Squad."

Quote from: ttagxamm;254790The apothecary squad sets about their business, spraying groggy fighters with smelling salts and scooting them toward the ramp. The unconscious and lame are rolled onto stretchers.

Annoyed at the stink eye from Buck and Creature the chief apothecary....glares a moment, daring a cross word from anyone. After a moment he sighs, "Look, fellas, your lizard buddy will be fine in a day or two. We're carting him off now. Nothin' fancy, but three hots and a cot'll do him wonders. Now get your heads back in the Brawl and let us do our job. You're trouble, all of ya. Bad luck. Run off, before you bring the damn sky crashing in. Eh?"

Rondo · October 20, 2008, 05:44:09 PM

(smart ass medic types don't impress me)

Rondo · October 20, 2008, 05:54:27 PM

my "mewlings" are based on the fact that it was rather evident that lizard mom can pretty much wax our entire party in a single breath....call me paranoid, but if we screw things up in any way with this kid, then we can all kiss our butts goodbye!..

Rondo · October 20, 2008, 05:58:56 PM

(see you guys tomorrow....I'll chime in then)

Dr Rotwang! · October 20, 2008, 07:04:57 PM

[OOC: Vacation's over. Back to my normal schedule!]

Regaining his wits from the haze of psychometric morbidity, Quazarn turns his mighty brain to the present! He shakes his head gently, touching his temples and blinking.

"Officer!" he remarks to Tallbard. "You're repellent." He tries to make it sound like your repellent?, but he doesn't try very hard. "You're here, still, without it?"

As he does this, he sizes up the Chief, his distance from arm's length -- and his fighting ability. Though he often ignores it, Quazarn is stronger in his physique than he is thaumaturgically; he can probably take this guy and get himself and the Hobling out of here...

ttagxamm · October 20, 2008, 09:25:03 PM

Quote from: ttagxamm;257434"Here now, let's take care of that symbiote problem. We'll have it licked in no time!" pipes the Chief, brandishing what looks like a caulking gun.

"Found your voice again, son?" he grins, with suave menace. "I've got the repellent right here, now that you mention. Stand right there and open your mouth. Officer, you'd better grab his arms and hold him steady."

Chief Tallbard hefts the applicator, waiting for Hobson to move in. He's just over 6' tall, about your build, intimidatingly handsome. His voice is soft and deep, smooth as blended whiskey, and his eyes have the crinkle and gleam of a matinee idol's.

[Welcome back, Doc. Hope you had a fun time off!]

[Say, just noticed something on your character sheet: looks like you've forgotten to tally your Psi-Resist. I believe it should be 44%.]

ttagxamm · October 20, 2008, 10:52:05 PM

"The Tenmen are Go!" shouts Wiggy, slapping Leeplo on the back. "Rock ab Roollpbl!" croaks the man-frog. They start jogging toward the stage, but Wiggy stops abruptly and does an exaggerated about face. "Whaddya say, bosses three?"

"Sheeet meezic. Let's go meek some meether f#%^kers bleed," wheedles Shifty, tugging at his collar and scratching his neck irritably.

[One thing I'll clarify: while things are generally quiet in the arena, and the crowd watching the Tenmen is keeping it mellow, this is still a Brawl. Starting a riot at the bandshell might be gauche, but nobody's gonna squint if you battle elsewhere.

[That said, what next? Your posse and your JM await your actions.]

Age of Fable · October 20, 2008, 11:28:42 PM

[I can't think of any way out of this short of attacking the Chief, so unless Qazarn can do something I'm going to have to let him join in the 'interrogation']

ttagxamm · October 20, 2008, 11:55:32 PM

[Here's a data point I forgot to mention. I know it looks a bit orc ex machina but this was a straight up dice roll, word to ya mother.]

Just as Tallbard takes a cautious step toward Quazarn, the door to the locker room lurches open. The orcish attendant Chet cranes in his head and scans the locker room, his bloodshot eyes widening when he spots the Chief.

Age of Fable · October 20, 2008, 11:59:16 PM

I move behind Quazarn to 'pin his arms' as requested.

"Now then son, let's not have any trouble."

If it's safe to do so, I'll try to whisper to Quazarn - 'I have no idea what to do at this point.'

wulfgar · October 21, 2008, 08:39:00 AM

Let's go find this psychic wizard dude who is a loner and possibly cheating and see what his deal is. If we can get him to join up it's a bonus for us. If we beat him down, lots of other people will join up (or quit in the face of our awesomeness).

Rondo · October 21, 2008, 09:10:30 AM

I have no ideas of my own as to what our next move shall be, Wulfgar....I'm up for that. Count Buck in.

wulfgar · October 21, 2008, 09:25:26 AM

With our army in tow, (a few scounts out a little bit along the perimeter) we go looking for Starshine Moodchilde.

Rondo · October 21, 2008, 10:13:45 AM

I second that.

Dr Rotwang! · October 21, 2008, 01:12:23 PM

Quote from: Age of Fable;258919I move behind Quazarn to 'pin his arms' as requested.

"Now then son, let's not have any trouble."

If it's safe to do so, I'll try to whisper to Quazarn - 'I have no idea what to do at this point.'

Quazarn watches Tallbard approach --

The Orc bursts in through the door --

The Chief hoists up his repellent --

"Too late, ossifer," Quazarn offers casually, and jerks his head toward the orc. "Symbiote's that way."