Let's get to it. This is the ongoing RP game. We're mid session so don't mind me, but you're welcome to join or watch or whatever.
Some ridiculous shit just went down, previous thread here: https://archive.4plebs.org/mlpol/
and OP just set his steaks on fire while Trump approaches the group of felines.
"Please hold!" says a large bipedal light-grey.
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>>7249
"Them sneaky rats you lot wiped out. They had some place they took all the wealth of the town and stashed it. Its a pity too, this city used to be a thriving and successful trading port."
"Them sneaky rats you lot wiped out. They had some place they took all the wealth of the town and stashed it. Its a pity too, this city used to be a thriving and successful trading port."
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>>7254
He waves his hands. "I ain't got money son (he's older). Its good of you to offer though."
Thez slowly buzzed back in front of the building. Her fly is wearing the poofy-cloud-girdle that she normally wears, and it has a small bag tied to its abdomen.
The fly places her on the ground, and she worms her way over to the bag and puts it in her mouth. She then <whooofs> to the counter and BLEAUGHs the bag on the counter.
"Good proprietor, I know an individual who has these items for immediate front-sale. If you are interested, he is offering these pieces if you think that you can sell them," she smiles.
He waves his hands. "I ain't got money son (he's older). Its good of you to offer though."
Thez slowly buzzed back in front of the building. Her fly is wearing the poofy-cloud-girdle that she normally wears, and it has a small bag tied to its abdomen.
The fly places her on the ground, and she worms her way over to the bag and puts it in her mouth. She then <whooofs> to the counter and BLEAUGHs the bag on the counter.
"Good proprietor, I know an individual who has these items for immediate front-sale. If you are interested, he is offering these pieces if you think that you can sell them," she smiles.
The shopkeeper opens the bag, and his eyes pop out of their sockets.
"What are,... where did you,... look at the intricacy of these lines! How on earth did you," he trails off.
Thez giggles. "I know a guy who is unable to market his wares. He's very skilled, only wants to increase his notoriety, and is willing to start a business relationship,... cuz Its me."
"I am certain that these will sell, and at,... my word, these will fetch a king's ransom!"
>>7260
"Wh, what sort of object?" he asks, still fixated on the bag, with all the segments of his goggles applied to the contents.
"What are,... where did you,... look at the intricacy of these lines! How on earth did you," he trails off.
Thez giggles. "I know a guy who is unable to market his wares. He's very skilled, only wants to increase his notoriety, and is willing to start a business relationship,... cuz Its me."
"I am certain that these will sell, and at,... my word, these will fetch a king's ransom!"
>>7260
"Wh, what sort of object?" he asks, still fixated on the bag, with all the segments of his goggles applied to the contents.
>>7263
"N, no. I just do designs and crafting. You'd need a mage for that sort of thing, but I can certainly fabricate the pieces if you're looking to make something."
"N, no. I just do designs and crafting. You'd need a mage for that sort of thing, but I can certainly fabricate the pieces if you're looking to make something."
"Also, if you have uncut stones I can do that too. Not like this guy though,... who the hell made these?"
Thez giggles. "My older brother."
Thez giggles. "My older brother."
>>7267
Just basic adventuring/sailing wares and stock. I'm all-but positive that we've covered every possible significant variant.
Just basic adventuring/sailing wares and stock. I'm all-but positive that we've covered every possible significant variant.
>>7269
Meh, just delete one
Meh, just delete one
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>>7274
"Okee, ya!" A short woman in a butcher's outfit waddles behind a curtain and produces a big chunk of bison which she <SMACK> tosses down on the counter.
"2 Ya? What kind you want?"
"Okee, ya!" A short woman in a butcher's outfit waddles behind a curtain and produces a big chunk of bison which she <SMACK> tosses down on the counter.
"2 Ya? What kind you want?"
>>7270
>does some meaningless shit while screams about "this fucking computer" are heard from the heavens
>does some meaningless shit while screams about "this fucking computer" are heard from the heavens
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>>7278
"Livah!" She walks back behind the curtain again. Two distict <SHUUUUNK> sounds can be heard. She walks back in holding a ridiculously oversized cleaver in her hand, and <THWAPS> two large chunks of liver on the counter, easily twice the size of the puppy.
"Two liver. You want else?"
"Livah!" She walks back behind the curtain again. Two distict <SHUUUUNK> sounds can be heard. She walks back in holding a ridiculously oversized cleaver in her hand, and <THWAPS> two large chunks of liver on the counter, easily twice the size of the puppy.
"Two liver. You want else?"
Sparkly skeedles about in excitement. She's an awfully fast little bugger.
"Hart!" she waddles back behind the curtain again. Some ripping sounds can be heard. Still behind the curtain: "Me got two, you want?"
"Hokee!" she waddles back, her hands and apron with blood splattered along the surface.
"You want else?"
"You want else?"
*holding 2 bloody hearts.
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>>7286
"Hokee," she puts the hearts next to the liver, and with an overhand chop much like someone hammering railroad ties, <SHUUUUNKS> through the bison, cutting off 3 yuuuuge, choice steaks.
"Hokee," she puts the hearts next to the liver, and with an overhand chop much like someone hammering railroad ties, <SHUUUUNKS> through the bison, cutting off 3 yuuuuge, choice steaks.
While she waits for you to choose something else, she neatly wraps the liver in one package, the hearts in another, and the steaks in yet another.
>>7290
"Hokee," she waddles behind the curtain muttering some jibberish in Chinese.
"What kinna ribs? I got cow, elk, bison!" still from the back.
"Hokee," she waddles behind the curtain muttering some jibberish in Chinese.
"What kinna ribs? I got cow, elk, bison!" still from the back.
"Hokee," she returns from the back still muttering, whacks off a rack from the bison already on the counter.
"You want else?"
"You want else?"
>>7298
Treasure area? I don't follow.
Infernius just left the butcher shop, Torcuil is still inside, Trump IDK, Thez is discussing terms with the jeweler, and Tracy is,....
Treasure area? I don't follow.
Infernius just left the butcher shop, Torcuil is still inside, Trump IDK, Thez is discussing terms with the jeweler, and Tracy is,....
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>>7299
I hate having to work on weekends...
I was going to investigate where the Werrats' nest was, but now...
I hate having to work on weekends...
I was going to investigate where the Werrats' nest was, but now...
>>7301
I see. Well, with that die roll all you can find out is that its somewhere along the roads. They had their own wagon that would periodically take all the available wealth and leave with it. They kept to themselves and never divulged anything to anyone. You're gonna have to do some Carmen Sandiego shit to find that place. Clues in the shop? No.
I see. Well, with that die roll all you can find out is that its somewhere along the roads. They had their own wagon that would periodically take all the available wealth and leave with it. They kept to themselves and never divulged anything to anyone. You're gonna have to do some Carmen Sandiego shit to find that place. Clues in the shop? No.
>>7305
Tracy takes note, but otherwise gives up on shekel stash.
*returns to pyramid and grinds her kunai in the training room, venting frustration*
Tracy takes note, but otherwise gives up on shekel stash.
*returns to pyramid and grinds her kunai in the training room, venting frustration*
>>7310
Every time you successfully use an item, a skill, or whatever, you gain minute amounts of experience in that skill, but no character exp.
Every time you successfully use an item, a skill, or whatever, you gain minute amounts of experience in that skill, but no character exp.
Thez buzzes in and heads up to the dais, where the fly sets her down. She begins worming her way around the dais, adjusting things and arranging some of the trinkets and runes and shit strewn about, but it takes her some time cuz she's worming.
>>7311
Alright.
What kind of skills can I practice there, furthermore, what do I have at this level of (multi-class)?
Alright.
What kind of skills can I practice there, furthermore, what do I have at this level of (multi-class)?
>>7315
*pops bottles*
I was going to save this for when I had the Alternate form ability...
Are skills limited by class, or are the train-only skills flexible?
*pops bottles*
I was going to save this for when I had the Alternate form ability...
Are skills limited by class, or are the train-only skills flexible?
>ywn actually experience a true Trump Steak
y live?
y live?
>>7318
Strike that, no there is no spice shop. There is however a man-sized spinning tower rack of spices in the mess hall.
Strike that, no there is no spice shop. There is however a man-sized spinning tower rack of spices in the mess hall.
>>7321
You successfully climb back up and are now in the mess hall.
If you have a plan in mind, you can just lump what you're planning. With a few exceptions, you can just 'do stuff' if it doesn't involve other players or a questionably difficult action.
You successfully climb back up and are now in the mess hall.
If you have a plan in mind, you can just lump what you're planning. With a few exceptions, you can just 'do stuff' if it doesn't involve other players or a questionably difficult action.
>>7322
ok so first of all i try and find a small bowl. and then i set it in the corner of the kitchen and put the raw liver in there for sparkly. then i cook a trump brand steak and a heart ans spice it up, then i cook one of the bison steaks.
ok so first of all i try and find a small bowl. and then i set it in the corner of the kitchen and put the raw liver in there for sparkly. then i cook a trump brand steak and a heart ans spice it up, then i cook one of the bison steaks.
>>7323
>a minotaur cooking bison
Okay. Considering the size of the livers you just acquired, I'll say you put 'part' of 'one' of the livers in a bowl for sparky. As for the others, sure.
For future, assume its an exhaustively stocked kitchen, having whatever resources might be needed. Yukihira Souma would love this kitchen (blatant reference)
>a minotaur cooking bison
Okay. Considering the size of the livers you just acquired, I'll say you put 'part' of 'one' of the livers in a bowl for sparky. As for the others, sure.
For future, assume its an exhaustively stocked kitchen, having whatever resources might be needed. Yukihira Souma would love this kitchen (blatant reference)
>>7326
You hear her talking up at the dais. As you approach, you can see her seated and talking to thin air.
"It went perfectly! He agreed to all your conditions. I'll check back with him to learn his progress, and to submit any custom orders, but you may just have saved his entire business!" she goes quiet, as though listening to something you can't hear. "Of course!" silent again.
You hear her talking up at the dais. As you approach, you can see her seated and talking to thin air.
"It went perfectly! He agreed to all your conditions. I'll check back with him to learn his progress, and to submit any custom orders, but you may just have saved his entire business!" she goes quiet, as though listening to something you can't hear. "Of course!" silent again.
"Okay, but DON'T put your name all over the damn things, no one wants that shit! Do that weird crystalline surface you showed me! Yeah,... I don't care if its time consuming, you want them to sell right?" she admonishes. "Okay, fine print only. Sounds good, I'll keep you posted." she seems to finish whatever she's looking at/hearing.
>>7318
Kunai aren't unlike darts, so I guess I'll use them to build Concentration.
As for Rage-related feats (the thing I really wanted out of the Barbarian class), is that really practical in the training room? Should I go innawoods and start genociding the local wildlife?
>>7328
>8-ft tall Red Minotaur having stealth
Kunai aren't unlike darts, so I guess I'll use them to build Concentration.
As for Rage-related feats (the thing I really wanted out of the Barbarian class), is that really practical in the training room? Should I go innawoods and start genociding the local wildlife?
>>7328
>8-ft tall Red Minotaur having stealth
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Fug
>runs while protecting haggis
>runs while protecting haggis
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Well, I'm going after Thez to get to the bottom of this business deal. I can sense business deals from miles away
>>7344
Thez gets a strange look on her face, "A surprise? What KIND of surprise?"
At this point is when Tracy starts flipping out. Anyone in the pyramid can hear it.
>>7343
... actually, that was a really good move. You regain full control of your body movements, but it feels like your insides are shifting. I'm talking bones, muscles, brain,... the whole works.
Thez gets a strange look on her face, "A surprise? What KIND of surprise?"
At this point is when Tracy starts flipping out. Anyone in the pyramid can hear it.
>>7343
... actually, that was a really good move. You regain full control of your body movements, but it feels like your insides are shifting. I'm talking bones, muscles, brain,... the whole works.
Can I train for autohypnosis later?
>>7348
"WHY IS THERE NO HOLE IN THIS WALL?!"
*kicks hole in wall*
>is still burning up
*leaves pyramid for fresh air*
*blindly runs into the woods, shrieking like a banshee*
>>7348
"WHY IS THERE NO HOLE IN THIS WALL?!"
*kicks hole in wall*
>is still burning up
*leaves pyramid for fresh air*
*blindly runs into the woods, shrieking like a banshee*
>>7350
This is all going on in the tower I thought.
>>7351
K, Tracy is there wide-eyed, and looking a smidge crazier than usual. Her eyes are bloodshot (using latest ep as visual inspiration) and her posture is a bit more bestial than usual. Also, her hair is disheveled. She just got control of herself, though occasionally jerks like she's Michael J Fox.
This is all going on in the tower I thought.
>>7351
K, Tracy is there wide-eyed, and looking a smidge crazier than usual. Her eyes are bloodshot (using latest ep as visual inspiration) and her posture is a bit more bestial than usual. Also, her hair is disheveled. She just got control of herself, though occasionally jerks like she's Michael J Fox.
>>7351
>pretending his haggis wasn't stirred
>pretending his haggis wasn't stirred
>>7352
Kek, you don't kick a hole in the wall, that's solid glass-steal. You do run out into the forest.
As you do so, there are several humanoid-looking things running about. They all turn as you come charging into the forest. None are close, but you can hear them jibber-jabber.
Kek, you don't kick a hole in the wall, that's solid glass-steal. You do run out into the forest.
As you do so, there are several humanoid-looking things running about. They all turn as you come charging into the forest. None are close, but you can hear them jibber-jabber.
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[1d20 = 15]
>Doesn't want to leave his position, but hears Tracy's scream and wants to know if it's the sort of thing he needs to leave for
Roll to tell if the scream was caused by contact with a foe, or Tracy being Tracy as per normal
>Doesn't want to leave his position, but hears Tracy's scream and wants to know if it's the sort of thing he needs to leave for
Roll to tell if the scream was caused by contact with a foe, or Tracy being Tracy as per normal
>>7359
Well the tower is above Port Barry, which is not far from the edge of the forest which eventually leads to Trollestia's grove, beyond the great tree.
>>7360
It is neither Tracy being Tracy, nor contact with another foe. This scream sounds like something of an uncontrollable change occurring within, rather than something caused by without or 'normal' circumstances.
Well the tower is above Port Barry, which is not far from the edge of the forest which eventually leads to Trollestia's grove, beyond the great tree.
>>7360
It is neither Tracy being Tracy, nor contact with another foe. This scream sounds like something of an uncontrollable change occurring within, rather than something caused by without or 'normal' circumstances.
>>7357
>barbarian rage
*right through them, still shrieking*
"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
>translation
>'Unholy fuck! My brain is on fire!'
>barbarian rage
*right through them, still shrieking*
"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
>translation
>'Unholy fuck! My brain is on fire!'
>>7361
>eventually leads to Trollestia's grove
Fucking shit..!
Is there a darker, spookier direction I could run towards?
>eventually leads to Trollestia's grove
Fucking shit..!
Is there a darker, spookier direction I could run towards?
>>7365
Torcuil knows nothing of the grove at this point, only Tracy's been there.
>>7367
The area before the grove is/was plenty dark and spooky. You haven't even made it to the tree, its just this time you're having a panic attack and can't stealth.
Two of them start to approach (you can see three) and the jibber-jabbering increases. Rather than a single medium-sized creature, they appear a mess of movement, kind of like a pile of ants.
Torcuil knows nothing of the grove at this point, only Tracy's been there.
>>7367
The area before the grove is/was plenty dark and spooky. You haven't even made it to the tree, its just this time you're having a panic attack and can't stealth.
Two of them start to approach (you can see three) and the jibber-jabbering increases. Rather than a single medium-sized creature, they appear a mess of movement, kind of like a pile of ants.
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>>7377
Torcuil heads back to the pyramid, hoping for something that doesnt involve insane murder horse
Torcuil heads back to the pyramid, hoping for something that doesnt involve insane murder horse
>>7379
I need two days of unfiltered Rage to gain access to the better Barbarian Feats,
so you'd best not get in my way.
I need two days of unfiltered Rage to gain access to the better Barbarian Feats,
so you'd best not get in my way.
>>7378
SOMETHING is happening, but ur not sure what yet.
>>7379
You're the one who followed,....
>>7364
You and Thez arrive a distance from where Tracy is now pulling her full trio of knives to bear. You see a few brownish-mounds that look humanoid, and one of them approaches Tracy. As it does so, it explodes in a flurry of movement, appearing to increase a bit in size.
Tracy gets an attack of opportunity.
SOMETHING is happening, but ur not sure what yet.
>>7379
You're the one who followed,....
>>7364
You and Thez arrive a distance from where Tracy is now pulling her full trio of knives to bear. You see a few brownish-mounds that look humanoid, and one of them approaches Tracy. As it does so, it explodes in a flurry of movement, appearing to increase a bit in size.
Tracy gets an attack of opportunity.
>>7383
Both attacks land, causing small brownish creatures to be flung from the mound. That in its self is curious. What is also curious is that almost to your command, a burst of fire erupts against the mound which draws back and distorts as it attempts to escape the flame.
Both attacks land, causing small brownish creatures to be flung from the mound. That in its self is curious. What is also curious is that almost to your command, a burst of fire erupts against the mound which draws back and distorts as it attempts to escape the flame.
I head to the treasury
Side note, could a mage use throwing weapons efficently?
Side note, could a mage use throwing weapons efficently?
[16d3 = 31]
Thez, still being held by Infernius sniffs the air a few times. "Wait a second, that smell. There's a hint of the infernal about."
>>7390
Its almost like the pressure that comes of a nasty infection; an abnormal pressure you're unfamiliar with that is painful and alien. It feels primordial, and unlike anything you've ever experienced.
The mound in front of you reforms, and advances on you, almost enveloping you.
Thez, still being held by Infernius sniffs the air a few times. "Wait a second, that smell. There's a hint of the infernal about."
>>7390
Its almost like the pressure that comes of a nasty infection; an abnormal pressure you're unfamiliar with that is painful and alien. It feels primordial, and unlike anything you've ever experienced.
The mound in front of you reforms, and advances on you, almost enveloping you.
[16d3 = 39]
>>7392
As the mound envelops, a dozen or more tiny slashes and gashes crack along your exposed parts (no armor is all-encompassing). This only fills Tracy with more rage (and pain), which increases the pressure in her head. She feels about to burst.
>>7392
As the mound envelops, a dozen or more tiny slashes and gashes crack along your exposed parts (no armor is all-encompassing). This only fills Tracy with more rage (and pain), which increases the pressure in her head. She feels about to burst.
Ignore the second set of rolls
>>7391
With practice, yes. Darts are the preferred thrown weapon, but daggers/knives are also applicable.
With practice, yes. Darts are the preferred thrown weapon, but daggers/knives are also applicable.
From her closer perspective, Tracy can see that the mound is actually a mass of 6" bipedal creatures, swarming all over themselves and leveraging each other to slash and stab with very small crude weapons of metal, bone, and wood. The creatures themselves are hairy and fast.
>>7395
>not acknowlegding best throwing weapon
What would be the best secondary weapon for a mage?
Im thinking about a set of throwing hatchets
>not acknowlegding best throwing weapon
What would be the best secondary weapon for a mage?
Im thinking about a set of throwing hatchets
>>7396
Gibberlings get auto-flank when they envelop a target. However, fire was the correct choice.
In a fit of maddened and pain-riddled flexing, the area immediately around Tracy bursts with gouts of flame, as though a gasoline fire was just lit. The mound explodes backwards, as the Gibberlings lose their grip on one another and start scrambling around. The other Gibberling mounds stop and watch.
Gibberlings get auto-flank when they envelop a target. However, fire was the correct choice.
In a fit of maddened and pain-riddled flexing, the area immediately around Tracy bursts with gouts of flame, as though a gasoline fire was just lit. The mound explodes backwards, as the Gibberlings lose their grip on one another and start scrambling around. The other Gibberling mounds stop and watch.
The blasted mound attempts to reconstitute its self. While, Tracy feels the pressure in her head diminish significantly, though she still has some 'juice' left.
The other two mounds however, appear to be looking at eachother quizzically with large tear-drops over their 'heads'.
[1d20 = 18]
>>7403
*takes even more moon sugar*
>is literally shaking
*Steps forward and uses Appraisal*
>>7403
*takes even more moon sugar*
>is literally shaking
*Steps forward and uses Appraisal*
>>7404
Wrong skill (appraisal is for determining items) but I know what you mean.
Tracy feels like she could focus on the mound and envoke fire upon them.
Wrong skill (appraisal is for determining items) but I know what you mean.
Tracy feels like she could focus on the mound and envoke fire upon them.
Also, I'm assuming that Infernius is a bit stunned by what is happening. He was too far off to gore to begin with, it wouldn't have worked for the second, and omfwtfbbq?
*omgwtfbbq
[1d20 = 1]
[angry hoers noises]
*Use Intimidate*
steps forward
[angry hoers noises]
*Use Intimidate*
steps forward
>>7411
Gibbity gibbity
The mound seems less interested in approaching, and is keeping its distance. The other two mounds slowly shuffle closer.
Gibbity gibbity
The mound seems less interested in approaching, and is keeping its distance. The other two mounds slowly shuffle closer.
>>7413
You don't EVEN know at this point, you just know that theres a pressure in your head and there's a mound in front of them.
From distance, still being carried by Infernius, Thez yells "Unleash it! Don't let it build, they are your enemy and deserve whatever happens!"
You don't EVEN know at this point, you just know that theres a pressure in your head and there's a mound in front of them.
From distance, still being carried by Infernius, Thez yells "Unleash it! Don't let it build, they are your enemy and deserve whatever happens!"
Thez looks at Infernius. "Don't just stand there, go after her!"
The Gibberlings are not impressed, and start to swarm around Tracy, the three of them expanding to envelop her. She gets an attack of opportunity, but there's three of them and each represents a mass of smaller creatures.
The Gibberlings are not impressed, and start to swarm around Tracy, the three of them expanding to envelop her. She gets an attack of opportunity, but there's three of them and each represents a mass of smaller creatures.
[1d20 = 12]
>>7417
Can't my Escape Artist ability help me?
*spray fire at anything in obstructing path*
>>7417
Can't my Escape Artist ability help me?
*spray fire at anything in obstructing path*
[3d3 = 7]
>>7421
Yes, but you're surrounded and they're keeping their distance, taking advantage of circumferential flank.
>>7421
Yes, but you're surrounded and they're keeping their distance, taking advantage of circumferential flank.
[1d20 = 14]
>>7423
"Shut the fuck up, you bitch!"
>Charges
>brandishes knife and slashes through whatever is in the front
>>7423
"Shut the fuck up, you bitch!"
>Charges
>brandishes knife and slashes through whatever is in the front
[30d3 = 62]
>>7424
You/she successfully strike at 3 of them, but there's over a hundred. They fully envelop, and slash/scrape/stab from all sides.
>>7424
You/she successfully strike at 3 of them, but there's over a hundred. They fully envelop, and slash/scrape/stab from all sides.
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>>7431
>saving roll
In these circumstances no. They're rather coordinated, and taking full advantage of their small size. They're essentially like piranas(sp) except with swords and jagged things, instead of teeth.
You're beginning to feel faint.
>saving roll
In these circumstances no. They're rather coordinated, and taking full advantage of their small size. They're essentially like piranas(sp) except with swords and jagged things, instead of teeth.
You're beginning to feel faint.
[1d20 = 6]
>>7434
As Tracy begins to lose track of her surroundings, and as (unbeknownst to her, vaporous steam begins to hiss from her pores and especially her mane) she casts a single lasting glance at the mound.
"BURN" echoes through her mind, as her eyes dip, and then close.
From outside Tracy's perspective, obsrvers can see she's steaming (literally) and covered in tiny wounds and gashes. Her eyes begin to lose their focus, and she grits her teeth.
The mound(s) that now surround her are enveloped in a spiralling flame, which burn like a cylinder around her. Most of the GIbberlings are burned away, while others scramble to escape the unwarranted and unexpected flames. Tens and twenties of the little bastards lie smoking and charred at her feet, while the survivors an evaders flee to whatever rock or hole they crawled out of.
As Tracy surveys the area, she begins to lose consciousness.
>>7434
As Tracy begins to lose track of her surroundings, and as (unbeknownst to her, vaporous steam begins to hiss from her pores and especially her mane) she casts a single lasting glance at the mound.
"BURN" echoes through her mind, as her eyes dip, and then close.
From outside Tracy's perspective, obsrvers can see she's steaming (literally) and covered in tiny wounds and gashes. Her eyes begin to lose their focus, and she grits her teeth.
The mound(s) that now surround her are enveloped in a spiralling flame, which burn like a cylinder around her. Most of the GIbberlings are burned away, while others scramble to escape the unwarranted and unexpected flames. Tens and twenties of the little bastards lie smoking and charred at her feet, while the survivors an evaders flee to whatever rock or hole they crawled out of.
As Tracy surveys the area, she begins to lose consciousness.
>>7437
>>7438
No, that's exactly what happens. As the Gibberlings escape/retreat, Trump swoops down atop (what was her name again? I forgot to give her a name.) the Dragonne, while Tracy slumps and falls forward, prevented from falling only by Trump's intervention.
As she collapses across the Dragonne's back, Trump notices that her mane is lined with bony protrusions that were not there before. They're like horns almost, but really small and dotting the inside of her mane (not obvious on glance, but detectable upon inspection).
The remaining Gibberlings make like ninjas and vanish.
>>7438
No, that's exactly what happens. As the Gibberlings escape/retreat, Trump swoops down atop (what was her name again? I forgot to give her a name.) the Dragonne, while Tracy slumps and falls forward, prevented from falling only by Trump's intervention.
As she collapses across the Dragonne's back, Trump notices that her mane is lined with bony protrusions that were not there before. They're like horns almost, but really small and dotting the inside of her mane (not obvious on glance, but detectable upon inspection).
The remaining Gibberlings make like ninjas and vanish.
Thez, still being held by Infernius.
"What the fuck just happened?! What did she do!?"
"What the fuck just happened?! What did she do!?"
>>7441
You have no idea. From inside a blackened area, you sense a cackling. This exists apart from the world.
You have no idea. From inside a blackened area, you sense a cackling. This exists apart from the world.
>>7444
Fae works (if you don't mind)
>>7446
"No! You don't get it!" Thez is struggling around despite her bandages. "Her scent is totally different now! She smells like,... well,... like one of my kind!"
With Tracy safely on Fae's back, she (Fae) comments, "I don't mean to question you great Trump, but that pony we're ushering,... do you know that she has devil blood in her?"
Fae works (if you don't mind)
>>7446
"No! You don't get it!" Thez is struggling around despite her bandages. "Her scent is totally different now! She smells like,... well,... like one of my kind!"
With Tracy safely on Fae's back, she (Fae) comments, "I don't mean to question you great Trump, but that pony we're ushering,... do you know that she has devil blood in her?"
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