[DnD] Let's Cast Magic Missile!

The filter obscured the fact that in the "hello, gorgeous" picture the trail was infested with Welsh Corgis, and for that we are all the poorer.

I was gonna bitch about your turns always taking so long but if the flipside is awesome pictures and actually doing your own goddamned combat math I guess I'll live.

What, you don't want my bikini-clad body?

To be perfectly honest, I just thought it was smudgy abstract art until seeing the clean versions. Gotta side with the unfiltered.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Yeah, I've had no idea what you were trying to portray in the pictures up until now, go with the clean ones.

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Originally Posted by Bath House Pang House

The filter obscured the fact that in the "hello, gorgeous" picture the trail was infested with Welsh Corgis, and for that we are all the poorer.

oh god pang i'm dying over here ='D

Originally Posted by Bath House Pang House

I was gonna bitch about your turns always taking so long but if the flipside is awesome pictures and actually doing your own goddamned combat math I guess I'll live.

Yeah, sorry about that. I had to ask skills and consult the players guide because I was a bit confused on how to do the whole multi target blast thing, how to calculate if you hit, and how to calculate damage.

So I guess majority seems to like it unfiltered I take it? Do you want me to replace the old pictures with the unfiltered versions? =o

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

In honor of Acer once again taking his sweet goddamned time, Corgis are now a permitted player race.



I just want to finish this one fight before Shin goes on vacation

Also LeHah you do know you have a character sheet, right? That tells you what powers you have and which ones are available?

http://www.ddwiki.saxypunch.com/wiki/Delic_Swagger

I don't mind interpreting for you or nothin' but it might be useful, I don't know, tactically

I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body?

Originally Posted by Bath House Pang House

Also LeHah you do know you have a character sheet, right? That tells you what powers you have and which ones are available?

Yeah, its just that sometimes I wanna take a swing at some guy and not be all fucking Power Rangers and be all INSIGHTFUL STRIKE! AY-YAH! and then having the low-angled camera show me flip over it in slow motion. Sometimes you just wanna fucking STAB A NIGGA, okay?

I was speaking idiomatically.

Originally Posted by Garr

I really hope Garrmondo doesn't die for a long, LONG time but if he does, I know what I want to be for my next character now.

Freelance Wolf?

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

Garr's a secret furry wanna hook up?

FELIPE NO

Just putting this out there.

If Acer is busy on the weekends (this is the same timeframe as last week), I will take his Sunday turns.

What, you don't want my bikini-clad body?

Fuck it. I was thinking of doing some sort of fun bullshit crap again but it's holding up the game. Hold on I'll go whip up something and do a bit of math I guess. Sorry guys.

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There that'll do.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

knk, the warcaster's going be dead by the time your turn comes around (plus F6 isn't actually adjacent to it) so unless you're really that upset about the barrel thing...

There's nowhere I can't reach.

F6 would be adjacent to it after Acer threw it to E6, but thanks for the heads up.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

So seeing as how we've won the fight and it's time for some exposition, I was thinking now might be a good time to bow out. I don't want to of course but seeing as how I'm going to be on holiday for a couple of months and unlikely to be checking Gamingforce every day, it seems only fair I let someone else play.

These threads remain the most fun I've had here in years and I hope you've enjoyed my participation. Put me straight back on the list please Pang, I'll look forward to playing again some time in 2012.

And before you get any ideas Skills, I already told Pang how I want to leave.

I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body?

Wow. Just like that, the original Horde is no more. With Skills and CetteHamster taking over, I guess I'll be first in line now cheering for somebody's demise

I was speaking idiomatically.

Cette? How do you get that? Skexx is playing.

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

Now Brigid can rest easily, or at least as easily as she can what having to go around takin' care of injured family members. Bent halos, broken wings, and suchlike. You would think it'd be mighty hard to hurt yourself runnin' around in the clouds, but there it is, and the Conmara clan has always been a rambunctious bunch.

FELIPE NO

A perfect ending. I thought it'd be appropriate for Bob to have been a zombie all along after thinking everyone else was one. Shame we never got to see the consumation of Soggy and Bob's relationship though.

What, you don't want my bikini-clad body?

What's important is that the rest of the party assumes we ran off together.

How ya doing, buddy?

What's important is that there was a bard in the party who shall sing the song of the Dwarf and the Elf That May Have Not Been Female After All.

There's nowhere I can't reach.

It's going to be one heck of a thing not having original members around but I'm looking forward to misadventures with Skills. I hope Shin and knk stick around for discussion like you've been doing, lurks. =)

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

Originally Posted by Colonel Skills

Cette? How do you get that? Skexx is playing.

Whoops, sorry bout that Skexxy. I guess I'll be rooting for two of you to die then, eh?

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CHARACTER HISTORY IS A GO.

GLOCKENSPIEL MCSTEELCHEST

CREATION: Amongst friends

Glock was made on an assembly line, one of many nearly identical to himself. During wartime, at that. So he had all sorts of neat little compartments in him to carry things, and generally do badass robot shit. Subroutines upon subroutines were contained within his brain on how to kick some serious ass, and take names.

However, something went very wrong when they were installing his personality. More than likely, some mischievious Goblin, or something similarily dirty and unwashed (perhaps a halfling) altered his programming.

As a result, Glock ended up being what many would call an organic being "mentally unstable", and it seemed like he both hated and loved EVERYTHING. He was very animated, despite only being able to speak in stilted robotic monotone. He often swore, and had all the tact of a bald angry midget.

So, he was a bit of an asshole.

This was why his makers all came to the conclusion that he was an abject failure, and threw him into the closest garbage receptical they could find.

And there he sat, for a very long time. All until he was accidentally reactivated by a young dwarf named Beardo The Hairy. The war he had been made for being long over, and not knowing what to do with his life, he decided to head to...community college.

(RELATIVELY) YOUNG ROBOTHOOD: Bending University

Not having any idea what younger robots did for jobs, Glock bummed around on the college circuit for some time before he decided to take up a trade. Bending girders. It seemed like an appropriately robot thing to do. He knew a guy once who did that. He often wondered what happened to that guy.

Oh well, might as well go for it. No use wasting all your cash and ending up with nothing but robot loans for years while working some minimum wage bullshit job.

And after several years, he had this little diploma. Which he promptly rolled up and stuck in his shoe, never to look at again.

As a certified graduate, he decided to go out looking for work in his chosen field.

OCCUPATION: Circus Attraction

Having a useless certification in a trade no one had a need for, (the lack of structures with girders in them was not something he thought of), Glock found it hard to find a job in his prefered area of expertise. Bouncing between employers for the better part of a few dozen months, he finally landed a job that would change his life.

He was a circus strong man.

"Step right up and fight the amazing SteelChest", the ring leader would say. "Win, and you get a fantastic prize! Tokens you can use to redeem at our prize arcade! Stuffed animals galore, and even some mutton on a stick".

But before he was allowed to fight any circus goers, he had to recite a little ditty.

"My name is Glock, I have metal joints. Beat me up and earn 15 silver points."

After repeating this many times, Glock began to realize he LIKED the singing part. So much so, in fact, that he took it up as a hobby, and even though he got in a lot of fist fights, his talent as a musician continued to grow.

Eventually, after saving up enough gold, he decided to pursue being a full time bard. After telling the circus master where he can shove his silver coloured tokens, he took off for ADVENTURE AND FUN.

Bonus: Endurance +2, for all the physical violence he had to endure.

I was speaking idiomatically.

Character History- GHETH MCGARNIGAL (of the southern McGarnigals)

GEOGRAPHY: Forest
It was Faerun, born and raised, and in the forest was where Gheth spent most of his days. When not busy with chores and his schooling, Gheth wandered into the woods near to his village. It was here that he earned his first appreciation for the seasons, and for Avandra's part in them. Although he'd be damned if he could tell someone which way tree moss points on a compass.


OCCUPATION: Scholar
Having lived in his parents' root cellar for the first 15 years of his life, Gheth decided it was time to strike out on his own after his hatchling school counselor suggested a career in the clergy. He feels satisfied with this career choice, though the letters from his parents concerning how often he contacts them on the ethereal plane feel suspiciously like guilt-trips.


RACIAL: Brush With the Past (and Future, why the hell not.)
Gheth was once told he resembled a Dragonborn traitor, a person who had betrayed his brood and had facilitated a massacre that was mentioned in passing in many dragonborn texts. Through research of his own, Gheth found that indeed he had an ancestor in this traitor. Of course, this knowledge had destructive potential for his personal life and among his friends. The draft manuscript for his tell-all book entitled, "Brush With the Past," would posthumously find its way into the hands of Brunswen Fernencully, renowned pretentiousician, and become a Baldur's Gate bestseller.

Insight +2 for leet research skills

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

Gentlemen, your wikis:

Gheth McGarnigal

Glockenspiel McSteelChest

This adventuring party is brought to you by the Letter G

FELIPE NO

Out of curiousity, what's inaccurate about mine, and what should I avoid using?

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