Session 2, Othelo

16:44 *** Strobe joined #Othelo
16:45 *** Othelo joined #Othelo
16:45 Strobe This will have to work.
16:45 Othelo looks around the camp and noticies that most of the ponies that liked to dolt upon have left. Quickly she runs up the cook and asks. "Do you have any extra food and a drink? I'm still hungwy." She uses her most sickeningly sweet voice
16:45 Othelo [yeah]
16:45 Strobe Speech check with your skill +30
16:47 Strobe Nope, just roll your roll, and check it against your speech skill as if your skill was 30 points higher than it is.
16:47 Othelo [Oh derp]
16:52 Strobe sorry, I'll get back here in a sec
16:52 Othelo [no problemo]
16:55 Strobe The cook, even though he's already packing up, just can't help but be struck by that adorable voice. He chuckles a bit, "here you go, kid. Don't eat it all in one place. Seriously, don't. That Banjo guy? He ate it all in one place." Banjo was currently heaving his guts out on the side of the caravan.
16:58 Othelo makes a disgusted face at Banjo and stuffs the food into her saddle bags. She quickly runs back to the cart she was riding in before and write a note incase anypony went looking for her. It says, "Hi! I went looking for a super secret stable. Don't follow me, I'm going to be rich. ~Othelo~". Looking down at is satisifed she'd been amture about this whole running off business she tries to sneak out of the camp
17:01 Strobe None of the guards particularly care if the filly is leaving the camp, and pay her no mind at all as she leaves the caravan's company.
17:02 Othelo pretty much think she is the cleverest pony and trots away from the camp. After getting far enough she unravels her map and hums over it to make sure she is going to where she needs to go
17:08 Strobe Roll survival check
17:08 Strobe unmodified
17:10 Strobe Othelo looks at the map, but can't really identify any landmarks to navigate by. She has absolutely no idea where the stable is from here. Perhaps one of the guards could tell her?
17:12 Othelo growls at the map and rolls it back up, trotting back towards the camp, blushing a bit that she barely got to get anywhere before having to come back. Trotting up to the nearest guard she asks. "Say. Mr. Do you know any stable round here?"
17:17 Strobe The guard she approaches looks at her kind of funny. "Well, there were a couple around here. Stable 18 was a few miles over that way," he gestures roughly to the south, "... or was it that way?" To the east this time. "Whatever. That one and Stable 72. 72 I know for a fact is only about six miles north of here. Almost due north, in fact. Imagine that.
17:17 Strobe Weird coincidence we're so close."
17:19 Othelo adores weird coincidences. Checking her map she smiles at the guard and runs off to the north ignoring the explosion in the background yelling to the guard. "Thank you very much see you later~" she says dissapearing into the woods running face forward into destiny
17:19 Strobe Roll an AGI check. For kicks and giggles.
17:19 Strobe unmodified.
17:20 Strobe And remember to include your AGI score like Tosxy showed.
17:20 Strobe So helpful
17:22 Strobe Othelo gets a grand total of fifty meters from the caravan before she pitches over a root and falls flat on her face. Or at least *would* have fallen on her face, if the hole in the ground hadn't deposited her in a distressinly large, dimly-lit cave.
17:23 Othelo screechs and flails falling into the hole and still somehow manages to land flat on her face. Groaning in pain she rolls onto her feet and has a look around muttering. "This is not good..."
17:24 Strobe (In an effort to not be a *huge* dick, I'm not going to make you take damage for the fumble.
17:25 Othelo 9Good :<0
17:25 Othelo (Good)
17:27 Strobe Roll a PER check, modified as if you had PER +2
17:27 Strobe wait, scracth that.
17:27 Strobe You have 8.
17:27 Strobe Useless rolls! \o/
17:28 Othelo {So I win no matter what?}
17:28 Strobe Yeah. Gimme a sec.
17:29 Strobe The cave is dark, but not pitch. Othelo can make out several motionless forms that are obvoiusly not just rocks, but nothing overtly hostile. Nothing moving at all, in fact. The entire cave is eerily, deathly still.
17:30 Othelo gulping heavily and steeling herself she pulls out her pistol and trots over slowly to examine the motionless forms. Pleasedontbeevipleasedontbeevil
17:34 Strobe Using her keep sense, Othelo quickly surmises from the smell alone that these things are dead, and have been for a while. Thick chitin and brillian orange gossamer wings are clearly visible. Cazadorables. The cave seems to be deserted, thank the goddesses.
17:35 Othelo squeaks at the sight of the dead things and makes a face poking them with a hoof. Glad their dead she looks around trying her best to look for a way out. Just to be extra safe she screams. "HEEELLLP"
17:37 Strobe (gonna pause for a few seconds in here. We'll see if they get to you.)
17:38 Othelo (Gotcha)
17:47 Strobe Nopony comes rushing after Othelo's first shout. Maybe they've already moved on? At any rate, she doubts any of them could fit through the hole she fell through, and is pretty sure nopony up there has a rope for her. THe cave *does* continue further, though, and now that her eyes are adjusted to the gloom, she can even see a faint light a decent distance i
17:48 Othelo she shouts one more time for good measure and pouts a little at the lact of a response. grumbling she starts walking towards the light at the end of the dark tunnel. that can't go wrong in anyway
17:55 Strobe The light turns out to be some kind of luminescent fungus. The cave makes a sharp turn a few dozen meters in. Around the turn is the corpse of a pony. The dessicated skin isn't decomposing all that quickly, which tells Othelo that this pony *probably* died from the Cazadorables' poison, presumably after killing them all. Back up the cave, she can hear
17:55 Strobe some kind of muffled noise, but can't make out what it is.
17:56 Othelo ignores the muffled noise pretty sure its just the stupid cave being stupid and messing with ehr head. She leans down to the dead pony and tries her best not to puke. Managing this she carefully searches the body for anything of value
17:59 Strobe The pony doesn't have much on him (and she does find out it's a *him*, unfortunately). A submachine gun chambered in 10 mm that is beyond repair, and a magazine for it that only holds another 6 bullets. He doesn't have any other ammunition on him. There isn't much else of note, except for some strange kind of ID tag around his neck, and a peculiar object
17:59 Strobe she can't identify.
18:00 Strobe Further up the cave terminates in a rockslide. On the other side she can *barely* make out sunlight breaking through cracks in the rocks. Sunlight passed through snow, at least. The entrance is invisible from the outside, and she can't do anything to this side at a very quick glance.
18:01 Othelo gurgles at the thing as she searches and breifly turns her head to throw up before growling in dissipointment. Got sicka nd got nothing out of it. Tossing the broken gun and ammo asise she takes the ID Tag and strange object. Trotting over to the rocks she pounds on them with her tiny filly hooves and screams
18:01 Strobe (you don't take the ammo? Odd choice)
18:02 Othelo (I thought the ammo was broken too... whoops can I mammend that to take the amo too?)
18:02 Othelo (Ammend)
18:03 Strobe Othelo *tries* to pound on the rocks, but her hoof encounters a very strange material. Pliable, and kind of sticky, like clay. There's a small red light on it that pulses (barely) in time with a red light on the strange object. (yes, you can take the ammo)
18:04 Othelo makes a face and jumps back and studies the object and glowing clay. SHe studies them both closely trying to udnerstand what it it
18:05 Strobe The strange object has a grip and a trigger. The object and the clay-thing on the rock are obviously linked. In fact, as she looks at the cave-in, she sees another. And another. And then a fourth. Slowly, it dawns on her that this might be a way to remove the blockage.
18:05 Strobe Roll an explosives check, no modifier.
18:05 Strobe (Let's see if you get lucky. :P)
18:05 Othelo 9okay, first thats a detonator, ID tag, and how much 10MM ammo?> need to modify my character sheet)
18:06 Strobe 8 rounds of 10 mm
18:07 Othelo stands back and presses the detonator, hoping she doesn't explode... she's going to explode isn't she?
18:07 Strobe Othelo examines the wall intently, and doesn't find anything wrong. Surely these things are enough? It doesn't even occur to her that it might be too much. Waaaay too much.
18:08 Othelo (put mine after yours then, herpderp)
18:09 Strobe The wall ceases to exist in a blinding and deafening display. Othelo didn't take the best precaution of standing back around the corner to avoid the blast, and gets knocked none-too-gently into the wall.
18:09 Strobe roll 1d10 for damage taken.
18:09 Strobe Othelo takes 2 damage (ignores DT)
18:11 Othelo flies into the wall and slumps down it, but was luckily far enough away not to die too much, Opening her eyes she hopes that was at least enough to escape
18:11 Strobe Where the rocks used to be is a gaping hole that makes the cave she's in look tiny. Apparently that was a lot of whatever it was.
18:14 Strobe Take it back to the main chat, now.
18:14 Othelo Eyuup
18:16 Strobe Bahahahaha
18:16 Strobe huge monster
18:16 Othelo It totally happened
18:16 Othelo In her mind
18:18 Othelo Object is the detonator right?
18:18 Strobe Yep
18:24 Strobe In the distance, you hear... something. A roar? Yeah, a roar, it sounds like. A few seconds later, you hear it again. Louder.
20:35 Strobe Save this log, please.
20:35 Strobe We'll attach it to the log of Session 2 as a separate, supplemental.
20:40 Othelo How?
20:41 Strobe By putting it in pastebin and adding it as a second link on the log post?
20:41 Strobe I'm adding those to the first post, eventually
20:44 *** Othelo is now known as No_One
20:46 No_One I mean how do I save the log�
20:46 Strobe Umm.
20:47 Strobe I'm not sure.
20:47 No_One I got it I think
20:47 No_One whats pastebin�
20:47 No_One ?
20:47 No_One Sorry keyboard went french