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- Griffin: Take 14 points of damage.
- Travis: Okay?
- Griffin: As you are stabbed with something in the shoulder. You’re stabbed in the shoulder, like, you have a moment to be like “oh, I’m back in my body again!” and then you’re just stabbed. And you see the wound kind of open up in your shoulder, you do not see anything in this room that did it, you are being assailed by some invisible force. And you feel, like, hands starting to grab at you. And you can kind of feel that there’s, like, stuff in this room? But you absolutely cannot see it. What do you do?
- Travis: I grab the sapphire, I smash it, and I say, “The Flaming Raging Poisoning Sword of Doom.”
- [music playing]
- Griffin: Okay. You, I think, yeah, you—when you’re stabbed, you’re kind of knocked backwards against a table and you have a second to just like, flash your eyes across the note. And it’s long enough for Magnus to know what to do next. Did you just fuckin’ crush it in your hand?
- Travis: Yeah.
- Justin: Cool.
- Griffin: That’s badass, alright. You smash it and you call forward the poisoning raging flaming sword of doom. You are otherwise [high-pitched] nude?
- Travis: Correct.
- Clint: [laughing]
- Griffin: And you have this—but, uh, you feel a certain sense of security from this giant fucking flaming sword that appears in your hand.
- Clint: Oh my god.
- Justin: It only looks as though an eight year old designed it because an eight year old designed it. That’s how rad it is.
- Griffin: But it still looks fucking, over-the-top radical, much more than my 29 year old mind could possibly devise.
- Clint: Twitter is going to explode.
- Griffin: So is everything in this room, I think.
- Travis: I’m going to swipe it in the biggest fucking arc that I can.
- Justin: [chuckling]
- Griffin: Make, um—make an attack roll.
- Travis: Well, so, I rolled a 15 and if I assume my Railsplitter—
- Griffin: Same—yeah, sure, same stats as Railsplitter.
- Travis: So 24?
- Griffin: That’s? That’s good. um, uh, here’s what we’ll do. I think with a 24, I think these things get one more sort of attack against you. And you’re, like, nude right now, so your AC is kind of bullshit?
- Travis: Correct.
- Griffin: So they got a 16 which is probably enough to hit.
- Travis: Uh, yes.
- Griffin: But they only slash you for 9 points of damage and you feel like as you do what you do here, in the middle of it, you are interrupted just slightly by a small cut across your stomach as you take 9 points of damage. Otherwise, you, oh, this is—this is how I envision the raging flaming poisoning sword of doom: it has like a flint wheel on it? Kinda like a Bic lighter?
- Clint: [laughing]
- Griffin: And so you just, like, drag your hand across it and all of a sudden this thing is ablaze. And you just fuckin’ tornado spin all around this room, sending, like, streaks of flame and poison, like, through the wall, against the wall, and like, sizzling up against the wall. And you can’t, like, see anything still? But you can feel the sword connecting with shit and carving through shit. And in the trail of fire that the sword leaves, you see these figures just falling and collapsing to the ground. And after this—this very tight-quarters melee takes place, it is silent and you are just in this room by yourself with a bunch of invisible corpses.
- - Ep. 59, Lunar Interlude V: Reunion Tour, part II, 1:18:15
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