Jikan Makes a Friend or Two (Maytri Just Makes One)

<DMtheSecond> -==START==-
<DMtheSecond> "You're greeted with an overly enthusiastic Prospitian clerk. He asks you what he can help you with today."
<Jikan> JIKAN BUYS GOLD OUTFIT
<DMtheSecond> He asks you what kind of gold outfit you want, since they have several
<Jikan> Jikan did not think this far.
<Jikan> "Jikan asks for prince."
<DMtheSecond> He asks you what you mean by prince.
<DMtheSecond> He tells you there is no prince here.
<Jikan> "Jikan want prince!"
<DMtheSecond> He looks at you, confused
<Jikan> Jikan stops.
<Jikan> !roll 1d20+1 investigation
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+1) [17+1] : {18}
<Jikan> "Oh. Jikan want to buy Prince?"
<DMtheSecond> He asks you to point to what you want to buy.
<Jikan> Jikan points at prince.
<DMtheSecond> He says oh, that one.
<DMtheSecond> He tells you that one is a great choice
<Jikan> Jikan gives the man his money.
<DMtheSecond> He tells you the price is 2000 boondollars
<Jikan> What is Boondollar.
<Jikan> Does Jikan have those.
<DMtheSecond> You have some number.
<DMtheSecond> It probably isn't enough though.
<DMtheSecond> You got some when you levelled up, an amount determined by some formula or another.
<Jikan> Jikan visibly droops and falls to the floor, wailing in despair.
<DMtheSecond> The shopkeeper watched you be a drama queen
<Jikan> Jikan rolls to convince the shopkeeper to part with his wails by being a sad panda.
<DMtheSecond> He stares at you making a scene.
<Jikan> JIKAN ROLLS
<DMtheSecond> Roll persuasion
<Jikan> WHAT DOES JIKAN ROLL
<DMtheSecond> PERSUASION
<Jikan> !roll 1d20-1
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+-1) [19+-1] : {18}
<DMtheSecond> He eventually gets fed up with your whining and says he'll sell the outfit to you for only 200 boondollars
<DMtheSecond> You probably have that much
<Jikan> Jikan hands over his monies and AQUIRES A NEW OUTFIT.
<DMtheSecond> DUH DUH DUH DAAAAAAAAAAAA
<DMtheSecond> You have aquired the GOLDEN GARMENT
<DMtheSecond> The pants are stupid, but many do you look fancy.
<Jikan> Jikan is happy. He puts it in his captchalogue and then leaves.
<DMtheSecond> You're now outside, wandering the Prospit streets
<DMtheSecond> Roll Perception
<Jikan> !roll 1d20+3
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+3) [20+3] : {23}
<Jikan> WHA
<DMtheSecond> You see a troll with a golden outfit wandering the street across from you. Prospit is still eclipsing Skaia, and the three towers you saw before are almost touching the clouds.
<DMtheSecond> It's a beautiful sight
<Jikan> Jikan rolls to not fall in love instantly.
<DMtheSecond> Roll 1d20
<Jikan> !roll 1d20
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20) [14] : {14}
<DMtheSecond> You manage to just barely not fall in love, but you still think you might be developing a crush on a planet.
<DMtheSecond> Weirdo
<Jikan> That reminds Jikan that he has not gone to the planet yet.
<Jikan> Jikan puts on his new outfit and goes to the planet.
<DMtheSecond> You fly up and up, breaching the clouds and having your upward flight become downward.
<DMtheSecond> A checkerboard planet stretches before you.
<Jikan> Jikan uses some of his critical perception roll to find interesting stuff.
<DMtheSecond> You see five strange looking pillars scattered around the planet.
<Jikan> Doesn't Jikan remember this? He saw himself standing on one in particular.
<DMtheSecond> There are rolling grass fields, castles, and more, but the checkboard ground is still seen everywhere.
<DMtheSecond> Where are you?
<Jikan> In the sky.
<DMtheSecond> I meant it to be that you don't know what this checkerboard place is, Jikan.
<DMtheSecond> Go explore.
<Jikan> Well..
<Jikan> Jikan does so. Castles sound interesting.
<Jikan> He goes there.
<DMtheSecond> You see carapacians, both black and white, fighting each other.
<DMtheSecond> The white wave banners of yellow, and the black wave similar purple banners.
<Jikan> What do you mean fighting? What sort of heresy is happening upon the Skaia?
<DMtheSecond> There are monsterous creatures fighting on both sides, as well as several mechanical monstrosities, each controlled by a carapacian
<DMtheSecond> It's a terrible fight
<DMtheSecond> And a terrible sight to see
<Jikan> Jikan: Begin murderous rampage
<DMtheSecond> First
<DMtheSecond> Roll Perception
<Jikan> !roll 1d20+3
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+3) [6+3] : {9}
<DMtheSecond> You think you notice something in the crowd, but you decide it was nothing
<Jikan> Jikan throws shuriken at the murderers.
<DMtheSecond> Which ones, they're all doing it.
<Jikan> He throws literally all of the shuriken with his fan blade ability.
<DMtheSecond> Roll to hit
<Jikan> !roll 5#1d20+7
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+7) [2+7] : {9} (1d20+7) [10+7] : {17} (1d20+7) [7+7] : {14} (1d20+7) [6+7] : {13} (1d20+7) [13+7] : {20}
<Jikan> !roll 5#1d20+7
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+7) [5+7] : {12} (1d20+7) [15+7] : {22} (1d20+7) [19+7] : {26} (1d20+7) [3+7] : {10} (1d20+7) [2+7] : {9}
<Jikan> !roll 5#1d20+7
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+7) [1+7] : {8} (1d20+7) [3+7] : {10} (1d20+7) [14+7] : {21} (1d20+7) [15+7] : {22} (1d20+7) [10+7] : {17}
<Jikan> !roll 5#1d20+7
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+7) [19+7] : {26} (1d20+7) [17+7] : {24} (1d20+7) [18+7] : {25} (1d20+7) [4+7] : {11} (1d20+7) [14+7] : {21}
<DMtheSecond> Several of them collide with nearby fighters, but they don't seem to care.
<DMtheSecond> Roll damage.
<Jikan> 5#1d6+5
<Jikan> !roll 5#1d6+5
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d6+5) [5+5] : {10} (1d6+5) [6+5] : {11} (1d6+5) [3+5] : {8} (1d6+5) [2+5] : {7} (1d6+5) [6+5] : {11}
<Jikan> !roll 5#1d6+5
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d6+5) [5+5] : {10} (1d6+5) [2+5] : {7} (1d6+5) [2+5] : {7} (1d6+5) [4+5] : {9} (1d6+5) [4+5] : {9}
<Jikan> !roll 5#1d6+5
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d6+5) [4+5] : {9} (1d6+5) [2+5] : {7} (1d6+5) [6+5] : {11} (1d6+5) [2+5] : {7} (1d6+5) [3+5] : {8}
<Jikan> !roll 5#1d6+5
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d6+5) [1+5] : {6} (1d6+5) [1+5] : {6} (1d6+5) [1+5] : {6} (1d6+5) [1+5] : {6} (1d6+5) [6+5] : {11}
<Jikan> !roll 5#1d6+5
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d6+5) [4+5] : {9} (1d6+5) [2+5] : {7} (1d6+5) [2+5] : {7} (1d6+5) [5+5] : {10} (1d6+5) [1+5] : {6}
<Jikan> Whoops one too many.
<DMtheSecond> They seem unaffected from your shuriken, despite bleeding quite hard.
<DMtheSecond> It's like you're not even there.
<Jikan> He believes really hard that everyone should stop fighting as he throws his last shuriken.
<DMtheSecond> Roll to hit
<Jikan> !roll 1d20+7
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+7) [15+7] : {22}
<DMtheSecond> It collides with one of the white carapacians' head
<Jikan> !roll 1d6+10
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d6+10) [4+10] : {14}
<DMtheSecond> Roll damage
<DMtheSecond> Ouch
<DMtheSecond> They shrug it off and keep charing their opponent
<DMtheSecond> Then, it stops.
<DMtheSecond> The scene shifts.
<Jikan> Jikan..
<Jikan> Jikan..?
<DMtheSecond> Everyone who isn't you is back to where they started.
<DMtheSecond> And they do it all again.
<DMtheSecond> "Did you think I was kidding when I said you would destroy it?"
<DMtheSecond> You hear a voice from behind you.
<Jikan> Jikan jumps, turning to face the apparently floating man.
<DMtheSecond> You don't recognize their face, but you do note the strange silver hair.
<Jikan> "Jikan.."
<DMtheSecond> "The Battlefield is the enternal warzone, until the balance shifts."
<DMtheSecond> "There is one player who has not entered, but they will soon."
<DMtheSecond> "And when that happens, not even your Time player will be able to reverse the damage."
<Jikan> "Time.." Jikan says, before taking out the only weapon he has left.
<Jikan> "Jikan will change things!" And then he charges and attacks.
<DMtheSecond> Roll to hit.
<Jikan> !roll 1d20+6
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+6) [19+6] : {25}
<DMtheSecond> Roll damage
<Jikan> !roll 1d8+5 for lunging.
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d8+5) [8+5] : {13}
<DMtheSecond> You beat the carapacian's brains half in, but he doesn't even look at you.
<Jikan> The silver man is a carapacian?
<DMtheSecond> No
<Jikan> That's who I attacked.
<DMtheSecond> Oh
<DMtheSecond> Whoops.
<DMtheSecond> RETCON
<DMtheSecond> He takes your hit and shrugs it off, giving you a look of mild amusement.
<Jikan> JIKAN ATTACKS AGAIN
<DMtheSecond> "Do you think I caused this?"
<Jikan> !roll 1d20+6
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+6) [14+6] : {20}
<Jikan> !roll 1d6+5
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d6+5) [1+5] : {6}
<DMtheSecond> "Do you think I would want this to happen?"
<DMtheSecond> "You're as foolish as the rest of them."
<Jikan> He slams him again with the broom, glancing at the hundreds of people murdering each-other.
<Jikan> And then he just..
<Jikan> Stops.
<DMtheSecond> He takes the hits you give him, waiting for you to cease your foolishness.
<DMtheSecond> "You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into by being a player in this game, have you>"
<Jikan> "Who does Jikan blame? Cannot blame Skaia. Or you. Who does Jikan blame?"
<DMtheSecond> "Blame the previous players if you want. They were the ones to make your universe."
<DMtheSecond> "Or maybe you should blame life itself."
<DMtheSecond> "Even universes must have their young grow up healthy."
<Jikan> "Who are you?"
<DMtheSecond> "Now that's a question."
<DMtheSecond> "I'm called Grey."
<DMtheSecond> "Not by many, admittedly, but it is still my name."
<Jikan> "Why do you follow Jikan?"
<Jikan> "To tell him he is failure?"
<DMtheSecond> "Because, Jikan."
<DMtheSecond> "I would like to make a deal with you."
<Jikan> "What deal?"
<DMtheSecond> "I need people to help me."
* Maytri ([email protected]) has joined
* Maytri has quit (Client Quit)
<DMtheSecond> "Go back to Derse. Find a place called 'The Broken Bottle.'"
<DMtheSecond> "Tell them you know of their... operations with Prospit."
<Jikan> "What happen then?"
<DMtheSecond> "That is up to you."
<DMtheSecond> He smiles. It is a cruel smile, one that you'd expect on a devil, not a man.
<Jikan> "Jikan does not understand."
<DMtheSecond> "You don't need to understand."
<Jikan> He looks down at the battlefield, are his still there?
<Jikan> SHURIKEN
<Jikan> WOW
<DMtheSecond> They're still there, stuck in the carapacians you threw them at.
<Jikan> Jikan guesses he leaves. Sans Shuriken. He is now defenseless.
<DMtheSecond> You still have your broom, don't you?
<Jikan> The broom is not Shuriken.
<DMtheSecond> But it's still a broom.
<DMtheSecond> Roll Perception
<Jikan> !roll 1d20+3
<Tyche[Dice]> (1d20+3) [14+3] : {17}
* Maytri ([email protected]) has joined
<DMtheSecond> Jikan notices something trying to sneak up on him.
<DMtheSecond> Maytri is not subtle in her descent.
<Jikan> He bobs it with a broom.
<DMtheSecond> You hit the troll with your broom.
<Maytri> Maytri winces at the attack
<Jikan> "Oh."
<Jikan> "Jikan knows friend."
<Jikan> "Maybe.
<Jikan> "Has met?"
<Maytri> Maytri looks offguard,  "You... do? How?"
<Maytri> "What did you say your name was?"
<Jikan> "Jikan."
<Jikan> On second thought.
<Jikan> He has no idea who this is.
<Maytri> "Wait. You're Jikan? I think I know you."
<Jikan> Jikan can't words right now.
<Jikan> He's still glancing at the awfulness.
<Maytri> Maytri tries to follow Jikan's gaze
<Jikan> You see a bunch of black and white people killing each-other over and over.
<DMtheSecond> You see black and white carapacians fighting each other. They fight and fight, then time stops, reverses, and they start over.
<Maytri> "Where... are we? What's happening?"
<Jikan> "..Fake Promised Land."
<Maytri> "Fake Promised Land? What? Should we do something?"
<Jikan> "Jikan tried. Look at Shuriken. Corrupted timeless fight. River of death."
<Maytri> Maytri walks up to one of the carapacians, standing a few feet away.
<DMtheSecond> It does not acknowledge you.
<Maytri> Maytri looks back to Jikan, "Who were you talking to?"
<Jikan> "Awashima. Jikan was talking to Awashima.
<Maytri> "Who is that? Do you know him?"
<Jikan> "No. Jikan knows nothing. Who is new friend anyway?"
<Maytri> "I am Maytri. The, uh, Maid, apparently."
<Jikan> "Hello Maid!"
<Maytri> Maytri tiredly frowns, "Maytri is fine."
<Jikan> "Hello Maytri!"
<Maytri> "Yes, quite. So how did you get here?" Maytri motions at the battlefield
<Jikan> "Jikan flew!"
<Maytri> "Did you wake up on the golden planet?"
<Jikan> Jikan looks down at his golden garb and then back up.
<Jikan> "Yes."
<Maytri> "Ok, great. So, do you know anything else about this situation?"
<Jikan> "Like, what does friend mean?"
<Maytri> "I don't know. Did you play this game? Do you know how we're gonna play?"
<Jikan> "Oh, yes. Jikan build like sims!"
<Maytri> Maytri nods, "Okay... who did you put in the game?"
<Jikan> "Phairie Phriend."
<Maytri> "Wait... Arkham? You're Arkham's guy? Did Xivalo put you in?"
<Jikan> "The Susan put me in."
<Maytri> "Soosan? How many people are there..."
<Jikan> "Jikan knows the five."
<Maytri> "Five. So that's you, Xivalo, Arkham, Soosan, and... oh! Me. So that is five."
<Jikan> "Jikan does not think game is fun. Too many death."
<Maytri> "Yeah... I can see where you're coming from. Maybe if we beat it as quick as possible, then we can just leave?"
<Jikan> "Jikan must murder mean imps to win. Tsukuyomi said so."
<Maytri> "Tsuku... who?"
<Jikan> "Jikan brought Moon God to life!"
<Maytri> "Oh. That's cool... I suppose."
<Jikan> "What did May Tree bring to life?"
<Maytri> "Oh... I suppose I brought my Lusus back to life. Is that what you mean?"
<Jikan> "Jikan suppose so."
<Maytri> "So... how have your enemies been?"
<Maytri> "The imps and such."
<Jikan> "Jikan throws the shuriken. Imps fall over."
<Maytri> "Yeah. I kind of just." Maytri makes a sniping motion. "pcoooooo. snipe em, ya know?"
<Jikan> Jikan and Maytri then take part in the most awesome ranged person highfive that ever happened.
<Maytri> Of course
<DMtheSecond> Heck yes
<DMtheSecond> It happens, and it's amazing
<Jikan> "Jikan must go. He has game to win."
<Maytri> Maytri nods, "Of course. Me too."
<Jikan> "Jikan like friend. She is very sneak."
<Maytri> "Maytri like friend too."
<Jikan> And then Jikan floats off into the distance.
<DMtheSecond> -==END==-