*Encounter Critical* God City Sandbox

ttagxamm · October 22, 2008, 11:10:59 PM

Quote from: Coffee;259462Zarko bows respectfully (another boss, doncha know...) and waits for the vobling to notice him and come out of his chant.

(If he doesn't do so soon, Zarko will look questioningly at Buck and leave the matter up to him.)

"...voulez-vous coucher avec mwa ha ha hamdullilah cucaracha cha cha ch-changes..." The vobling continues in this manner for a solid minute, ignoring all of you. It's sort of embarrassing.

Zarko shifts from foot to foot, glancing at the uncharacteristically silent Buck. The chanting rises in volume and pitch.

"Merry Christmas Merry Christmas Christmas Christmas Merry Merry Dies Irae Cooking Sherry Tom And Jerry Harum Scarum Hotsy Totsy Koyanisquaatsi Jaya Lakshmi Shave And A Haircut YAHTZEE"

The vobling springs straight up in the air, does three jumping jacks, tumbles face first to the ground, and ends up lying on his side with one knee up and his head cradled in one hand. "Shalom, Brother Zarko. What's the haps?"

Age of Fable · October 23, 2008, 02:05:51 AM

"Oh no! He's taken control of my arms!" I say, and shoot the Chief in the leg.

Age of Fable · October 23, 2008, 02:10:06 AM

[11!]

wulfgar · October 23, 2008, 08:16:41 AM

Quote from: Dr Rotwang!;259531Quazarn sighs. "Chief Balltard," he says, "The truth must out. There is no symbiote. But!", he declares with a flourish, "There is another thing you must know!"

And Quazarn, The Warlock Who Sucked At being A Warlock, grits his teeth and kicks Tallbard in the groin.

[ATTACK ROLL: 25!]

You made my morning Doc.

ttagxamm · October 23, 2008, 08:29:30 AM

Quote from: Age of Fable;259592"Oh no! He's taken control of my arms!" I say, and shoot the Chief in the leg.

[That's probably going to hurt. Roll your damage.]

Coffee · October 23, 2008, 03:17:15 PM

Quote from: ttagxamm;259545The vobling springs straight up in the air, does three jumping jacks, tumbles face first to the ground, and ends up lying on his side with one knee up and his head cradled in one hand. "Shalom, Brother Zarko. What's the haps?"

"Well, y'see, it's like this. We have a real contender here," Zarko says, pointing at Creature.

"And the word we get is that you're a contender, too."

Any reaction to this, so far? If not, I'll plunge right on...

ttagxamm · October 23, 2008, 03:45:29 PM

"I am the stars shining and the child of the moon. I contend chiefly for a cosmic prize, Ape-evolved-from-man. I seek contentment amidst this brutal contest of flesh and blood. What is it you seek?"

[Wish the board had 'rainbow' as a text color option. You'll just have to picture his speaking voice in a froot loopy array of colors.

[By all means run with it, Coffee. Rondo's been incommunicado since Tuesday.]

Coffee · October 23, 2008, 04:27:48 PM

"Plain and simple?" Zarko says, staring right into the vobling's disturbing, half-engaged eyes. "We seek to survive. That's really the deal. We survive, we win our bets, everybody's happy."

He pauses, as if debating with himself.

"We had another goal, coming in here, but things have...changed."

ttagxamm · October 23, 2008, 05:06:18 PM

"Mere survival, Zarko? Keep your feet on the ground, and keep them there." The vobling pushes his sunglases back up on his nose, the enormous lenses covering half his face. Zarko can't even make out his reflection. "It has been said that if we are to survive we must become a little....crazy. But who is crazy enough to thrive?"

Starshine lets out a low whistle. "But I think you have not come here to ponder the sages?"

Coffee · October 23, 2008, 05:14:41 PM

"Sages can do their thing," Zarko says with a snort. "I'll do mine.

"But the bottom line is this: Are you gonna be a threat to our survival? 'Cause if you are, we're gonna have to do something about it."

Age of Fable · October 23, 2008, 09:51:22 PM

Quote from: ttagxamm;259632[That's probably going to hurt. Roll your damage.]

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"Damn you, Bazorm the Enchanter!" I cry.

"I shall remember your name! Which is Bazorm the Enchanter!"

ttagxamm · October 23, 2008, 10:10:54 PM

"Get ahold of yourself, officer. Fight it!" cries out the Chief as Hobson raises his weapon. His golden voice would rally a company of fleeing soldiers. Unfortunately for the Chief, Hobson's fighting for the other side, and his aim is good. The crossbow bolt thunks into the meat of Tallbard's thigh.

"Sluts of the Netherworld!" gasps the Chief, backing toward the door. "Radio for help, Chester! Chester?" But the orc is splitsville. Tallbard begins fumbling with his own radio, still backing away.

[Reloading a crossbow takes a round.]

Dr Rotwang! · October 23, 2008, 10:27:18 PM

[Is Quazarn jacked up for reals? And is it mere coincidence that you noticed my Psi Resist wasn't correctly totalled up?]

ttagxamm · October 23, 2008, 11:12:26 PM

[Quazarn is free to act; Hobson's attack interrupted the Chief. One man's coincidence is another man's foreshadowing. Stance happens, dude.]

ttagxamm · October 23, 2008, 11:38:39 PM

Quote from: Coffee;259895"Sages can do their thing," Zarko says with a snort. "I'll do mine.

"But the bottom line is this: Are you gonna be a threat to our survival? 'Cause if you are, we're gonna have to do something about it."

"Who can say? I get low, I get high, there is no try, only do. I have the wings of heaven on my shoes -- I am a mystic man, I cannot lose.*"

[*Gibb, Gibb, & Gibb, freely adapted]