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*Encounter Critical* God City Sandbox

Started by ttagxamm, August 20, 2008, 11:35:50 PM

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ttagxamm

#810
Buck and Zarko watch Creature struggle with the wombie (whose name, Frochanbo, is spelled out in beads on his bandolier).  The rest of your crew, and a few spectators, crowd around to watch.  Goblin medics shove through with stretchers to cart away the two cold-cocked wookies.  The third wooky shrugs off a medic trying to coax him into a wheelchair, waiting to see how Fro' fairs against the Creech.
Running: Encounter Critical, online at God City Sandbox
Playing: 2e, Pathfinder
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Coffee

Is anybody else looking on, say from other mobs? Zarko keeps an eye out for looky-lous from other gangs. In particular, I want to know if they're impressed we took out the wooks, or how scared they might seem of us. That sort of thing.
 

Rondo

Buck stands with Zarko, arms crossed checking out the Creature.  Same protocol: Should Creech get in trouble, Zarko and I are gonna jump in there and stomp the wookies ass in the dirt if we can, otherwise we're just checking it out.

Rondo

(This is like a Texas saturday night "front yard" fight! Stinky, growling wookies and all!):)

Age of Fable

Quote from: ttagxamm;263833"Sha, child!  Shut your chumble, em and pee are talking," she says dismissively, turning to Quazarn.

"No you're not, you're just sitting there."
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ttagxamm

Hobson speaks after an awkward pause.
Quote from: Age of Fable;264356"No you're not, you're just sitting there."
The rat-girl sighs and rolls her eyes.  Leaning across the table she snaps her fingers in front of Quazarn's face.  "Bog-damn bezoomy shoot," she mutters to herself.

She pockets her knife and turns to the hobling.  "This pointy head eggiweg is terrible warlock?  Who would fear this sneetnik, always day dreaming?  How can I bargain with a stone?"
Running: Encounter Critical, online at God City Sandbox
Playing: 2e, Pathfinder
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Age of Fable

Quote from: ttagxamm;264365Hobson speaks after an awkward pause.

The rat-girl sighs and rolls her eyes.  Leaning across the table she snaps her fingers in front of Quazarn's face.  "Bog-damn bezoomy shoot," she mutters to herself.

She pockets her knife and turns to the hobling.  "This pointy head eggiweg is terrible warlock?  Who would fear this sneetnik, always day dreaming?  How can I bargain with a stone?"

"Don't ask me - last time I tried to talk to you I didn't even get a roll."
free resources:
Teleleli The people, places, gods and monsters of the great city of Teleleli and the islands around.
Age of Fable \'Online gamebook\', in the style of Fighting Fantasy, Lone Wolf and Fabled Lands.
Tables for Fables Random charts for any fantasy RPG rules.
Fantasy Adventure Ideas Generator
Cyberpunk/fantasy/pulp/space opera/superhero/western Plot Generator.
Cute Board Heroes Paper \'miniatures\'.
Map Generator
Dungeon generator for Basic D&D or Tunnels & Trolls.

ttagxamm

"Roll?  Now you vant bread.  Always you are talking about food, malenky."

[If you want to roll against a skill, go for it -- let me know what you want to do and throw the dice.  Can't promise you it'll get you anywhere, but don't let that stop you trying.]
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Playing: 2e, Pathfinder
Blogging: Music, Games, Bad Poetry at  Malevolent & Benign

Dr Rotwang!

[Sorry, I got distracted.]

"Ratling friend, do you have the sombreroid to sell?  And what price is there upon our heads, pray tell?"
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ttagxamm

"Ah, horrowshow!  Govoreet golly, now ve talk business," smiles the ratling, showing two or three gold teeth and a pierced tongue.  Eying Quazarn's silken cravvy and fine clothes, she continues, "Traders and lovers both: I like them rich and desperate....

"So.  I can get sombreroid.  And price on your head is not yet set -- but for you is cheaper to pay not to see Bibgy, I think.  Da?  You pony?"
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Playing: 2e, Pathfinder
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Dr Rotwang!

Quote from: ttagxamm;264889"So.  I can get sombreroid.  And price on your head is not yet set -- but for you is cheaper to pay not to see Bibgy, I think.  Da?  You pony?"
Quazarn grins.  He reaches into his bag and extracts this magically-shrunken beast of burden.

"It's a burro, actually," he says.  "Hardier than a pony for sure."
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Rondo

(The mini-burro kicks ass! pardon the pun):)

ttagxamm

#822
[Mule have to excuse me for not braying with laughter.]
Quote from: Dr Rotwang!;264910Quazarn grins.  He reaches into his bag and extracts this magically-shrunken beast of burden.

"It's a burro, actually," he says.  "Hardier than a pony for sure."
Her nose twitching, the ratling squeals with unabashed delight.  "It's a real live little ossyel!"  

Checking her glee she says more sternly, "What else for the hat and your safety?"
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Playing: 2e, Pathfinder
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ttagxamm

#823
Quote from: Coffee;264078Is anybody else looking on, say from other mobs? Zarko keeps an eye out for looky-lous from other gangs. In particular, I want to know if they're impressed we took out the wooks, or how scared they might seem of us. That sort of thing.
From a distance, in the poorly lit arena, it's hard too tell.  The clumps of people gathered seem to cheer for Creature and Fronchanbo alike, though Creature's headbutt was definitely a crowd pleaser.  

[Wulf, here's the situation: you're still fighting that wook-zombie, and it's your move.  Need your hit and damage roll if you want to take a shot.

[If Wulfgar can't chime in before, say, 5 PM EST could Coffee or Rondo roll for Creech?  Only home for an hour or so after work and I'd like to update then.]
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Playing: 2e, Pathfinder
Blogging: Music, Games, Bad Poetry at  Malevolent & Benign

Rondo

I'm here, and can fill in if everyone wants me to.  :)