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- ==BEGIN==
- ·
- Sracri inserts the client disk, still giggling to himself about the seizure orb.
- DM_TZIVOS: Brian, you reach the western exit and head further beyond it for a few minutes until you reach the edge of what looks like a mining quarry. There are a few small buildings near the mine tracks leading down into the quarry
- DM_TZIVOS: Sracri, you're given the prompt to ENTER SERVER USERNAME
- Sracri: "WH@T?!"
- Sracri: "WH@T THE HECK DOES TH@T ME@N?!"
- ·
- Sracri attempts to input his own handle.
- DM_TZIVOS: ERROR: INVALID INPUT
- DM_TZIVOS: you're struck with the memory of the last prompt, which asked you to INSERT CLIENT USERNAME. You used your friend's username, so perhaps there's another friend with a username to use?
- Sracri: "UGH TH*I*S *I*S STUP*I*D!"
- ·
- Sracri inputs some random handle from his contacts.
- DM_TZIVOS: The prompt accepts the handle hackinSlash
- DM_TZIVOS: Brian, your laptop suddenly lets out a small notification noise
- Sracri: guerillaHarlequiun [ GH ] has begun trolling hackinSlash [ HS ]
- Brian_Carter: "Great. At a time like this?" You take off Quill's coat and captchalogue it, and pull out your laptop.
- Sracri: GH: YOU'RE MY SL@VE NOW!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Uh...
- Brian_Carter: HS: Huh.
- Sracri: GH: YOU NEED TO GET ME MY SE*I*ZURE ORB!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Ohhhhhh. Right.
- Brian_Carter: HS: You must have gotten Amdran in then.
- Sracri: GH: YE@H, SURE, WH@TEVER!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Oi.
- Brian_Carter: HS: Cut the shit.
- Brian_Carter: HS: Did you or did you not?
- Sracri: GH: JUST G*I*VE ME MY B@LL OF POTENT*I*@L DE@TH!
- Brian_Carter: HS: I can wait.
- Brian_Carter: HS: I have a lot more time than you do.
- Brian_Carter: HS: Literally.
- Brian_Carter: HS: You'll cooperate with me.
- Brian_Carter: HS: Or you'll die there.
- Brian_Carter: HS: Not my problem, honestly.
- Sracri: GH: WHY WOULD *I* CHOOSE @NYTH*I*NG OTHER TH@N DE@TH?!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Meh.
- Sracri: GH: THE CHO*I*CE SEEMS PRETTY CLE@R HERE!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Dude, don't care.
- Sracri: GH: SURE, *I* GOT WH@TSH*I*SN@ME *I*N, NOW G*I*VE ME MY SE*I*ZURE!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Calm the fuck down.
- Brian_Carter: HS: Now.
- Brian_Carter: HS: I didn't have to fucking choose you to save.
- Sracri: GH: NO, SCREW YOU!
- Brian_Carter: HS: I didn't want to choose you.
- Sracri: GH: GOOD, BEC@USE *I* DON'T W@NT TO BE S@VED!
- Sracri: GH: *I* W@NT @ B@LL OF SE*I*ZURES!
- Brian_Carter: HS: K
- ·
- Brian_Carter enters guerillaHarlequin into his client entry.
- DM_TZIVOS: The prompt accepts the username and Brian's screen flashes to a view of Sracri in his tent-hive as Sracri's screen goes black
- DM_TZIVOS: Brian coded the game, so he knows the menus and camera controls
- Brian_Carter: What's Sracri's hive look like?
- Sracri: Giant circus tent built into an abandoned building
- Sracri: Trampolines, high wires, and rusty nails all over the place.
- Brian_Carter: And where would Sracri be?
- Sracri: I think he just got back from hunting with Mammothdad, so pretty near the entrance?
- DM_TZIVOS: that is correct
- Sracri: Just sitting on the floor with his husktop.
- Brian_Carter: Great... It's a fucking tent.
- Brian_Carter: No doors.
- Sracri: Oh yeah, the hive also has a kitchen.
- Sracri: Probably still with that bowl of nails without milk from before.
- Brian_Carter: Is there a Lion cage or something that I can contain Sracri with?
- DM_TZIVOS: DM says yes cuz that's hilarious
- Sracri: I approve of this.
- Brian_Carter: I take the lion cage and trap Sracri in it.
- DM_TZIVOS: roll acrobatics to do so
- Brian_Carter rolls 1d20+3 = 20
- DM_TZIVOS: sracri, roll acrobatics to dodge
- Sracri rolls 1d20+5 = 11
- DM_TZIVOS: Brian deftly grabs a rusting lion cage and scoops sracri up into it, the door closing on sracri but not locking cuz a rusting cage can't really manage that
- Brian_Carter: HS: Okay, now that you're contained, I can get going with this.
- ·
- Sracri sits down, pouting.
- Sracri: "C@GES @RE NO FUN!"
- ·
- Brian_Carter moves a bookshelf in front of the door to the cage
- DM_TZIVOS: Brian, roll acrobatics
- Brian_Carter rolls 1d20+3 = 20
- DM_TZIVOS: Yup, there is now a bookshelf in front of the cage door
- Brian_Carter: There's gotta be a cannon around here, right?
- ·
- Sracri drops a bomb at the entrance of the cage.
- DM_TZIVOS: Brian, you don't find any cannons
- DM_TZIVOS: The bomb goes off and the bookshelf, followed by some of the rusty bars, are blown into pieces a few feet away
- Sracri: "WHEE!"
- Brian_Carter: HS: You're not going to cooperate with me, are you?
- Sracri: GH: WHY ON @LTERN*I*@ WOULD *I* DO TH@T?!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Because I literally control your ability to get the fucking seizure orb, dumbass.
- Sracri: GH: COME ON, JUST PUT *I*T DOWN!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Hold on.
- Brian_Carter: HS: What do you plan on putting in it?
- Sracri: GH: *I*'LL SP@SM ON THE FLOOR, *I*T'LL BE GRE@T!
- Sracri: GH: WH@T?!
- Sracri: GH: *I* JUST W@NN@ LOOK @T *I*T!
- Brian_Carter: HS: What the fuck do you think I mean.
- Sracri: GH: HECK *I*F *I* KNOW!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Yeah, I don't trust that.
- Sracri: GH: *I* W@NN@ ST@RE @T THE B@LL TH@T
- Sracri: W*I*LL M@KE ME SP@SM UNCONTROLL@BLY!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Fine.
- Sracri: GH: WH@T P@RT OF TH@T DOESN'T SOUND @WESOME?!
- Brian_Carter: HS: I'll deploy the Cruxtruder.
- Brian_Carter: HS: But I'm not deploying anything else until you prototype the sphere with something I deem okay.
- Sracri: GH: SURE, WH@TEVER, JUST GET ME MY SE*I*ZURE B@LL!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Don't do that, and you'll die.
- Brian_Carter: HS: Not my loss.
- Sracri: GH: H@VE YOU MET ME?!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Once, and it was terrible.
- Sracri: GH: DY*I*NG *I*S NOT MY LOSS E*I*THER!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Perfect.
- Sracri: GH: OK@Y?!
- ·
- Brian_Carter drops the cruxtruder in the air, right above sracri
- ·
- Sracri raises his arms towards the floating seizure containing box, and starts shouting "G*I*MME G*I*MME G*I*MME!"
- DM_TZIVOS: The cruxtruder lands on top of and crushes the cage, Sracri, standing in the cage's doorway, is given minor scratches by the cage debris and knocked to the ground by the heavy *THUD* of the cruxtruder
- Brian_Carter: HS: Have fun, dipshit.
- Sracri: GH: *I* W*I*LL H@VE SO MUCH FUN!
- ·
- Sracri places a bomb on the lid of the box.
- Brian_Carter: What else is in the tent? Anything Brian would deem worthy of prototyping?
- DM_TZIVOS: roll investigation to find something
- Brian_Carter rolls 1d20-1 = 19
- Brian_Carter: Crit
- DM_TZIVOS: You find some old and slightly torn stuffed carnival toy-prizes
- Brian_Carter: What else?
- DM_TZIVOS: some pieces of old carnival games, like ring-toss, etc..
- DM_TZIVOS: Sracri, the bomb goes off and sends the lid flying
- DM_TZIVOS: brown cruxite dowels come flying out of the tube, followed by a brown kernelsprite
- ·
- Sracri gets a really wide smile.
- Sracri: "OH HOW *I* M*I*SSED YOU!"
- ·
- Sracri sits down, and stares transfixed at the glowing kernalsprite.
- ·
- Brian_Carter continues looking around
- DM_TZIVOS: roll investigation again
- Brian_Carter: But mah crit
- DM_TZIVOS: okay you get one more input
- DM_TZIVOS: You find some juggling and performance materials, like clubs, swords and whatnot
- Brian_Carter: define
- Brian_Carter: "Whatnot"
- DM_TZIVOS: balls, slime-thingies, small household appliances
- Brian_Carter: define
- Brian_Carter: "Slime thingies"
- DM_TZIVOS: baseball size plastic/rubber packets filled with slime, the kind that'd pop if it fell really hard
- Brian_Carter: Okay, now
- Brian_Carter: define
- Brian_Carter: "Small household appliances"
- DM_TZIVOS: no more definitions, we got a show to do
- Brian_Carter: BUT WHAT IS A SMALL HOUSEHOLD APPLIANCE
- DM_TZIVOS: google it
- Brian_Carter: Whatever.
- .
- Growing bored of the normal flashing, Sracri remembers the brighter flash that happened when he shot it before. He pulls out a gasoline can from his sylladex (causing a small explosion for 1d4 damage) and tosses it at the seizure ball.
- Sracri rolls 1d4 = 4
- Brian_Carter: You deploy the rest of the shit as far away as possible from each other, and the card in the middle of the ring of fire.
- Brian_Carter: HS: Do whatever you want, you impossible gremlin.
- Brian_Carter: HS: But if you do nothing, you'll die.
- Brian_Carter: HS: Figure I'll tempt you.
- Sracri: GH: JUST LET ME ENJOY MY SE*I*ZURE B@LL!
- Brian_Carter: HS: Do me the favor and die.
- DM_TZIVOS: Sracri, the kernelsprite absorbs the gas can and lets out a burst of bright light before displaying the image of an empty gas can
- ·
- Sracri smiles and giggles to himself.
- ·
- Brian_Carter closes his laptop
- DM_TZIVOS: Each of the remaining machines lands with various *THUDS* and the captchalogue card lands in a circle of fire that no one can even ignite cuz there's no gasoline
- DM_TZIVOS: a timer begins flashing on the cruxtruder, followed by a beeping noise
- DM_TZIVOS: 3:30
- DM_TZIVOS: 3:29
- DM_TZIVOS: 3:28
- DM_TZIVOS: outside, you hear the sounds of a very distant explosion
- Sracri: "UGH, WH@T NOW?!"
- DM_TZIVOS: actually, lots of distant explosions, almost as if there's a huge fireworks show going on
- Sracri: "OO, F*I*REWORKS!"
- ·
- Sracri abandons his seizure ball to go watch the fireworks.
- DM_TZIVOS: You go outside to see that meteors are falling at an alarming rate and colliding with a city in the very far distance
- Sracri: "HEY, THOSE @REN'T F*I*REWORKS!"
- ·
- Sracri gets the feeling that timer might actually matter a bit. He returns inside, and 'whispers' a quick "B@CK SOON, MY LOVE!" to the seizure orb, and grabs the dowel cylinder thingy and takes it to the spinny thingy.
- DM_TZIVOS: The dowel fits in between the totem lathe's clamps
- DM_TZIVOS: 3:19
- DM_TZIVOS: 3:18
- DM_TZIVOS: 3:17
- DM_TZIVOS: 3:16
- DM_TZIVOS: 3:15
- ·
- Sracri awaits for the needle to appear, but gets annoyed when it doesn't.
- Sracri: "HEY WH@T G*I*VES?!"
- ·
- Sracri looks around and then sees the card, presumably, bringing it back to the needle thingy.
- DM_TZIVOS: The card fits into a small slot below a lever
- DM_TZIVOS: 3:00
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:59
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:58
- ·
- Sracri pulls the lever, glancing longingly at the seizure orb.
- DM_TZIVOS: The clamps tighten on the dowel and being spinning at a blurring speed, the needle descending and carving into the dowel in a matter of moments
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:40
- DM_TZIVOS: the process finished very soon and the needle returns to its position as the clamps loosen their grip
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:39
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:38
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:37
- ·
- Sracri chuckles quietly at the mental image of the cylinder being him carved into weird shapes.
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:36
- ·
- Sracri takes the new thingy and makes the trek over to where the last thing is, and places it on top.
- DM_TZIVOS: The dowel ignites with an explosion of light as a big tree with a dotted line running across it's mid-section sprouts on the alchemiter.
- ·
- Sracri stares at the light, and then gets frustrated when it disappears.
- Sracri: "WHO C@RES @BOUT TREES?!"
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:20
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:19
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:18
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:17
- ·
- Sracri looks around for some kind of axe or something, but then remembers the knives from the assassin.
- ·
- Sracri retrieves one knife, and starts sawing across the line.
- DM_TZIVOS: You can hear the distant explosions of the meteors getting much closer as you start sawing
- DM_TZIVOS: but these knives are like a foot long, max, and they're not even serrated
- DM_TZIVOS: so you make virtually no progress
- Sracri: "UGH, SCREW *I*T!"
- ·
- Sracri drops a bomb.
- DM_TZIVOS: roll damage
- Sracri rolls 1d8 = 2
- DM_TZIVOS: 1:55
- DM_TZIVOS: 1:54
- DM_TZIVOS: The bomb explodes, carving a small chunk out of the tree.
- DM_TZIVOS: As soon as this happens, you hear chittering and noises from the tree's branches
- DM_TZIVOS: Four cruxite animals burst from the tree's branches and start wildly running around your hive
- Sracri: "@W NO, YOU GET B@CK HERE @ND D*I*E W*I*TH YOUR TREE!"
- DM_TZIVOS: mammothdad, who was previously just resting in his corner, is getting very annoyed by all this and starts trumpeting and trying to attack the animals
- DM_TZIVOS rolls 1d20+4 = 10
- DM_TZIVOS: but he misses and hits a wall
- DM_TZIVOS: the animals, in response to this, turn their aggression towards mammothdad
- DM_TZIVOS: Roll initiative
- Sracri rolls 1d20+3 = 6
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20 = 10
- DM_TZIVOS rolls repeat 4 1d20+2 = 11; 11; 3; 11
- DM_TZIVOS: turn order:
- DM_TZIVOS: cruxite critter 1 > cruxite critter 2 > cruxite critter 3 > Mammothdad > You > cruxite critter 4 loses its turn
- DM_TZIVOS: the first critter, which looks like a surprisingly large squirrel, claws at mammothdad
- DM_TZIVOS rolls 1d20+3 = 5
- DM_TZIVOS: but misses
- DM_TZIVOS: critter 2, an abnormally large avian creature, tries pecking at mammothdad's eyes
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+3 = 5
- DM_TZIVOS: but misses as well
- DM_TZIVOS: critter 3, which looks like a wild cat, tries clawing at mammothdad
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+3 = 12
- DM_TZIVOS: but misses as well
- DM_TZIVOS: Mammothdad tries stomping on critter 3
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+5 = 16
- DM_TZIVOS: he succeeds, crushing the critter into cruxite shards
- DM_TZIVOS: 2:00
- DM_TZIVOS: your turn
- ·
- Sracri runs up to critter 4, and attempts to grab it.
- DM_TZIVOS: roll to grapple
- Sracri rolls 1d20+1 = 11
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+2 = 13
- DM_TZIVOS: the critter manages to slip out of your grip
- Sracri: "B@H!"
- Sracri: Even though it probably won't matter in this scenario, minor action to roll performance to give mammothdad a boost to damage.
- Sracri rolls 1d20+3 = 12
- DM_TZIVOS: mammothdad gets a +1 to damage on his next turn
- Sracri: +1 damage living the dream.
- Sracri: End turn.
- DM_TZIVOS: Critter 4 is really slow to the uptake and loses its turn as a result
- DM_TZIVOS: critter 1 tries clawing at mammothdad's eyes
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+3 = 12
- DM_TZIVOS: but misses again
- DM_TZIVOS: it tries clawing a second time
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+3 = 9
- DM_TZIVOS: and continues to miss
- DM_TZIVOS: Critter 2 tries pecking at mammothdad's eyes again
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+3 = 18
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d6+2 = 3
- DM_TZIVOS: and manages to deal a bit of damage
- Sracri: "HEY!"
- DM_TZIVOS: It continues trying to peck at mammothdad's eyes
- Sracri: "B@CK OFF MY LUSUS!"
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+3 = 21
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d6 = 2
- DM_TZIVOS: and deals a little more damage, mammothdad starting to visibly bleed slightly
- DM_TZIVOS: Mammothdad tries impaling critter 2 with his tusks
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+5 = 22
- DM_TZIVOS: and manages to cleave it in half
- Sracri: "H@H!"
- DM_TZIVOS: as he does so, two more critters pop out from the tree's branches, identical to the ones mammothdad killed
- Sracri: "*I*T'S FUNNY BEC@USE *I*T D*I*ED!"
- DM_TZIVOS rolls repeat 2 d20+2 = 12; 11
- Sracri: "@W WH@T?!"
- DM_TZIVOS: the new critter 2 tries pecking at mammothdad's eyes some more
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+3 = 18
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d6+2 = 8
- DM_TZIVOS: pecking at mammothdad's eyes and almost puncturing them, blood beginning to flow more visibly
- DM_TZIVOS: the new critter 3 tries clawing at mammothdad's underbelly
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+3 = 23
- Sracri: Oh.
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d4+2 = 6
- DM_TZIVOS: it leaves a surprisingly large gash on mammothdad's underside, blood beginning to flow more readily
- DM_TZIVOS: your turn
- ·
- Sracri snarls.
- DM_TZIVOS: 1:40
- Sracri: "*I* H@VE H@D *I*T W*I*TH YOU PESTS!"
- ·
- Sracri decaptchalogues a knife from the assassin, which prompts an explosion around him.
- Sracri rolls 1d4 = 1
- Sracri: Aw.
- DM_TZIVOS: critters 3 and 4 are within that range, and are shattered by the explosion
- DM_TZIVOS: the sounds of meteors is coming ever closer, and you can feel the heat rising
- Sracri: "JUST D*I*E @LRE@DY!"
- ·
- Sracri throws the knife at critter 2.
- Sracri rolls 1d20+6 = 7
- Sracri: OH COME ON.
- Sracri: I'm sorry mammothdad
- DM_TZIVOS: You fuck up magnificently and end up dropping the knife in your foot. take 2 damage
- Sracri: Oh, that's better.
- Sracri: End turn.
- DM_TZIVOS: critter 1 tries clawing at mammothdad once more
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+3 = 8
- DM_TZIVOS: but misses
- DM_TZIVOS: critter 2 noticed the explosion you caused and tries pecking at you for almost catching it in the explosion
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+3 = 23
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d6+2 = 6
- DM_TZIVOS: X2 = 12 damage
- DM_TZIVOS: it pecks very painfully at your eyes
- Sracri: 6HP
- DM_TZIVOS: mammothdad tries impaling critter 2 for daring to attack you
- DM_TZIVOS rolls d20+5 = 15
- DM_TZIVOS: and impales the critter, shattering it on impact
- DM_TZIVOS: your turn
- ·
- Sracri would thank mammothdad, but there are things that are a bit more important at the moment.
- DM_TZIVOS: 1:25
- ·
- Sracri walks over to the last critter, and recaptchalogues the dagger.
- Sracri rolls 1d4 = 3
- DM_TZIVOS: critter 1 is caught in the explosion and shatters like the rest
- DM_TZIVOS: 1:24
- DM_TZIVOS: 1:23
- DM_TZIVOS: 1:22
- DM_TZIVOS: 1:21
- Sracri: "GOOD R*I*DD@NCE!"
- Sracri: "YOU OK@Y?!" he asks mammothdad.
- DM_TZIVOS: Mammothdad kneels very weakly and lays down to rest
- Sracri: "GOOD ENOUGH!"
- DM_TZIVOS: he's hanging in there, but barely
- ·
- Sracri turns back to the tree.
- Sracri: "YOU HURT MY D@D!"
- Sracri: "SCREW YOU!"
- ·
- Sracri tosses a bomb at it.
- DM_TZIVOS: roll damage
- Sracri rolls 1d8 = 3
- DM_TZIVOS: The bomb explodes and carves out another chunk of tree, leaving half of the mid-section still standing
- DM_TZIVOS: 1:00
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:59
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:58
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:57
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:56
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:55
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:54
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:53
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:52
- Sracri: "YOU KNOW WH@T?! *I*'M T@K*I*NG TH*I*S *I*NTO MY OWN H@NDS!"
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:51
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:50
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:49
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:48
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:47
- ·
- Sracri walks over to the tree, and retrieves a sticky bomb from his cache, planting it firmly into the chunk already caused by his bombs.
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:46
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:45
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:44
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:43
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:42
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:41
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:40
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:39
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:38
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:37
- Sracri: "*I* H@TE N@TURE, @ND *I* H@TE YOU!"
- Sracri: (Does it explode?)
- DM_TZIVOS: The sounds of meteors crashing is practically coming from next door, the heat having risen to an extreme degree
- DM_TZIVOS: roll damage
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:36
- Sracri rolls 1d10 = 5
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:35
- DM_TZIVOS: The sticky bomb goes off in a glorious flash of fire and shrapnel, cleaving the rest of the mid-section into nothingness
- DM_TZIVOS: the tree begins to fall over, seemingly in slow motion
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:34
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:33
- DM_TZIVOS: 0:32
- Sracri: "WH@T?! NOT H@PPY YET?!"
- DM_TZIVOS: as it hits the ground, it explodes in a furious explosion of blinding light
- DM_TZIVOS: the explosion absorbs everything in sight as the ground begins rumbling violently
- DM_TZIVOS: the rumbling and shaking reaches a crescendo, nearly knocking you off your feet
- DM_TZIVOS: But as quickly as it began, it stops
- ·
- Sracri should find this amazingly entertaining. But he doesn't. Why doesn't he?
- DM_TZIVOS: welcome
- DM_TZIVOS: to the medium
- DM_TZIVOS: ==END=
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