/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal

>>1060
So do I choose things like lements or things like necromancer etc>>1067
>>1067
Nope

Ah nevermind, I'll just use the raw.
A beneficient face can be seen as you approach. He is surrounded by a surreal glow, and you can tell by his presence that he is beyond time and space.
In your mind appears the image of an ovoid object with weird white lacing.

>>1072
(when I first wrote this campaign, this character was gonna be Milo Yiannopolous, but that was written in Dec)

[1d20 = 16]
>>1069
Alright.
Continue down hallway.

>>1072
>>1073
Is that who my character approaches?

>>1071
U don't need to specify, as a wizard you have pretty much free reign, its the sorcerers who have to be specific

>>1075
Yes

[1d20 = 8]
>>1077
I drop my stick and shield as I bask in the glory of what is before me

[1d20 = 11]
>>1076
Ah, okay
I look for any water spells as those are the most familiar to me

>>1078
The heavenly face smiles. A voice booms into the minds of all assembled and it says:
Footballs unto you players in this game of Gods and Men. Welcome. You find yourself in a collisseum of those who have surpassed mortality. Here you will find those who represent the whims of the myriad deities and interests. That you find yourself here is a testament that YOU are one of those interests.

>>1079
I assumed
>>1080
You do have a spellbook,....

>>1082
Of corse I do! I totally knew that
>sweats
Soo what do I do?

His greatness continues:
You have all lived lives of esteem an repute, and upon your demise were selected to live on, to continue in your awesomeness and Football.
Here you will find simple resources; food, developmental pursuits, and a slough of competing interests which do not know Footballs (I'm simplifying).

[1d20 = 2]
>>1081
I look around to see who else and what is else around me, as I bask in football

His voice ceases to echo in your mind by saying:
"Its all for the lulz, do as you will."

[1d20 = 17]
>>1084
>>1086
I ask "demise?" and "what is for the lulz?"

Urri shakes his head "Far out man,... he just told me to chill and hang out"

[1d20 = 14]
>>1074
...Continue down hallway, please.
Inspect area for interesting routes/items.
What do I find?

>>1089
There are 4 other open doors. 3 of them lead to rooms identical to the one you came from, and another one at the end opens to the main area. Plz note, you experienced John Elway's spiel in your head

[1d20 = 18]
>>1090
I decide to check the library again for anything about the symbols on the dias

>>1091
You find a number of correlations. You are able to determine that the dais is structured for anti-magic, rather than standard magic.

What does my character see after experiencing Elway

Urri approaches TRUMP and Him.
"So wait, you know what's going on here?"
JE "Of course, I know all that has been, is, and will be, but for the purpose of this process, there is a limit to what I can reveal."

[1d20 = 7]
>>1093
I find this intresting and try casting a spell to produce oome light

>>1094
The lingering image of Football. I'm tempted to pasta at this point, but that's pretty much it.

[1d20 = 4]
>>1090
Feel confused and angry at the tenacious projections of the mysterious, unfamiliar man of balls being beamed through my head. They're like soccer balls, but somehow... grander..
Dismiss as yet another psychotic flash, but drift towards the third door, the one where the strange signal feels strongest..

[1d20 = 14]
>>1097
I look around to see if there is anything else of interest at this end of the workshop area

>>1098
I'm assuming you mean the door leading from the hallway (if you don't then it will be unnecessarily complicated).
You enter, or rather exit into, a large and grand glassy structure. I could swear I described it already, but its essentially a 4-sided polygon (dice) that you're standing inside of. You're in a hall that surrounds the inner workings.

>>1099
There's equipment and tools for weaponsmithing, armoring, bowyer/fletching, or just about any sort of material fabrication you can think of (and some you don't even know, but probably also for fabbing)

>>1102
You are now just outside the door. You're where I pegged you as being at in >1100

[1d20 = 8]
>>1103
*Continues through door*
Roll to sense nearby lifeforms.

A shuffling sound can be heard from the base of the staircase (btw, there's an open door at that end, I may have forgotten to mention. Its not a door per say, more just an open archway)

[1d20 = 15]
>>1106
*closes in on source of sound*

>>1104
>is already through the door, but funny to imagine
As you creep around the corner, stealthily and conservatively, you happen to see a few rotting corpses entering the building from the indicated area

[1d10 = 5]
>>1101
The statement from elway giving the strong impression I am not leaving any time soon, I decide to craft a war-axe, a bow and the most basic parts of a suit of armor (chest plate, should plate, and helmet plates) that can be made in a short time, before advancing
I don't know how much and what can be made in 4 hours or less... so... My character gets another weapon before leaving the room

[1d20 = 7]
>>1108
Completely unfazed.
*search through clothes*
*butcher corpses*
*acquire items*

>>1105
The voice booms in your head again:
"If you have questions, you are welcome to ask and I will provide Footballs as I am able, without compromising the Game."

[1d20 = 10]
>>1108
I hear a noise and see rotting corpses stumble in
>stupid ass necromancers
I roll to cast an electric spell against them

>>1110
As you close on the corpses, you can see that there are plenty more than 2 of them, and that they are gathering at the entrance.

>>1112
The lead zombies jerk to stillness, but flashes seem to have emboldened those still outside

Urri gets nervous "Whoa man, thats some gnarly shit right there man. I need a breather"
He sits down, pulls out a pipe, and takes a hit.

[1d20 = 7]
>>1114
Ahh shit
I roll to try a anti necromancy spell (?)
Plz dont fuck up roll

U: Looks at Trump
"What man, I can't handle violence!"

[1d20 = 18]
Fug.. There's a lot of them.
>Has been eating garbage and corpses her entire life
Immune to zombification virus (tangy though)
*lunch through slow-ass zombies and make a break for the opening, dual-wielding knives*

[1d10 = 6]
>>1117
Me?

[3d20 = 14]
>>1118
Word
>>1116
As you begin the only anti-necro spell you know (cuz anti-necro is pretty much "cleric") you notice a light-blue(?) flash(kek) streak into the zombies entering the building.
>>1119
"Yeah man, I saw you sniffing me earlier, I get it all the time, but just chill out we've got problems!"

[3d20 = 42]
Tracy scores a gorgeous and flowing slicy-stabby on the 3 foremost zombies,... unfortunately while their wounds gape and their blood flows, they continue forward.

One of the zombies grabs Tracy successfully

>>1120
Welp final resort,
Can I, persay, summon?

[1d10 = 5]
>>1120
I say to him "Um... Hello again. can you tell me what else is in this building?"

Have I completed any weapons or armor?

Also are the zombies in this room. Because I don't like zomies.

>>1123
Are you abandoning your previous, or are you putting that action in cue?

>>1124
"There's motherfucking ZOMBIES man! I don't know where they came from! I'm just a druid, I don't know anything about holies!"
>looks at Trump
"Dude! You, you've got that namaste about you! You can do something right?"

>>1124
(For reference, you don't have a club, you have a LotR size sword)

[1d20 = 1]
>>1120
*Continue on murderous combo*
*Look for open space where I can catch a breather*
>sips blood

[1d20 = 15]
>>1125
>my spell is actually working
Well shit postpone summoning a wall
Roll to try and find something releven to help spell in library

>>1128
Fuck!

[1d10 = 1]
>>1126
Well shit

Picks up kick ass sword and shield (are those easily wielded by an earth pony?) dons the pieces of armor he has completed thus far, and joins the battle, attacking a zombie with the sword

[2d6 = 3]
>>1129
Here's the thing. You declared your action as Tracy was acting. Seeing an additional party addressing the issue gives you a morale boost, and with that 15 you rolled, I'll allow that a dispel magic spell will eliminate the roll result's number of zombes

[2d6 = 5]
>>1130
Don't trip, all the zombies around you fall to the ground

>>1131
>Rolled a one
Oh fuck

>>1127
>bastard sword
>LotR size
Wee bit off there m8
More like fucking 5 foot long DEATH

>>1131
When I asked "earth-pony" it was an archetypal question. You CAN be an earth pony, but then you'd have to be a unicorn (think the D&D MLP episode; red mac)

>>1135
Don't make me school you

[1d100 = 57]
>>1131
Well, you haven't had sufficient time to actually build anything, but the simple armor your wearing should suffice. Unfortunately you're separated from the zombies and rolled a 1 so you tripped (unless its a 1 then you died)

[1d20 = 9]
>>1136
>D&D MLP episode
>shit ive missed alot
Anyway
Roll to try and block the entence the zombies are using with a magic barrier
>>1137
Wait, when you say bastard sword do you mean claymore or general longsword?

[1d20 = 5]
>>1133
"That was too fucking close!"
Gasp in relief at narrowly avoided zombie gangrape and continue forward, putting single knife in maw and rush forward on all four hooves...*

>>1139
Spell succeeds, but is weak and won't hold
As for, a bastard sword can be wielded two-handed by anyone and one-handed by someone with an exotic proficiency. A bastard can be either a stubby thick sword or a long thin sword

>>1140
>Trump notices a curious expression on Urri's face
Also Tracy, roll 3d20 for attacks

[1d20 = 5]
>>1141
The things you'll forget in life
I go bakk to the dias room looking for anything on barriers or the undead

[1d10 = 5]
>>1142
I swing at a zombie, and ask Urri what is the matter

>>1134
Urri helps Trump to his feet
"Well, I don't know how many of them there are, but I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be"
The two of them (I assume) close on Tracy's location while Torq is posted on high.
Urri grips his broom nervously and yells:
"Don't kill meeeeeeee!!!"

[3d20 = 15]
>>1142
roll for combo breaker
"Almost through, dammit!... Fuck..!

[1d10 = 1]
>>1145
I continue to fight the zombies around Urri to protect Urri.

>>1145
Did I find anything?

>>1147
Reeeee! How do I keep rolling 1s?

Trump swings and lops off a hand, but otherwise doesn't harm the zombie.

[1d20 = 7]
>>1150
Swing again and try to kill the son of a bitch. I mean kill it more dead than it already is, which is pretty dead
>hands

>>1147
(don't worry about Urri,... heh rhyme, he's a coward who won't strike unless he can flee at a moment's)

>>1146
Tracy guishes, guishes again (the knife gets embedded) and guishes again. The zombie appears unaffected.

So there is a zombie without a hand, a zombie with a knife in its face, and a hoarde.

[3d20 = 27]
As you look out on a literal sea of zombies (roll is 4 morale)

[1d20 = 15]
>>1146
"This wouldn't be so bad if there weren't so fucking many of them!"
*Gripes in frustration at not having time to loot and/or butcher corpses, whist charging through and aiming for their necks and lower jaws*
Still waiting for the results of that roll.

>>1155
Okay but what do I find

[2d20 = 17]
Torcuil, not fully grasping the memories of his previous life gets the impression that he has dealt with far worse before.
Trump, bolstered by his self-reliance and a curious knowing that began when he met Him, raises a battle cry (unless you object)

[1d20 = 19]
>>1154
So I have no idea if I can cast spells, but if I can, I cast "Deportation" on all of the Zombies, which will return them to Honduras. If not, I continue to swing at them Juan by Juan

[1d20 = 19]
>>1156
>>1153
Woops.
*Unsheaves next knife from knife-cozy*

[4d20 = 32]
Trump severs the other hand, and then the head of his zombie. (and this was before the latest!).
As Torcuil's barrier vanishes under the beating of near a dozen zombies Trump and Tracy wade in.

[1d20 = 11]
>>1161
I guess I proceed towards Torcuil?

Can I build a wall to keep out the zombies?

[4d20 = 24]
Trump gloriously stands before the zombie hoard and speaks the word that has plagued him since that glowing man first spoke into his head.
"Football"
he says, but it is more than just speech. It is a vibration, a wave the *booofs* out from him. The zombie hoarde remains, but the area in front is cleared for a good range.

[2d20 = 10]
>>1161
I give up my persuet and try anouther barrier before searching again
First roll barrier
Second seach results

[4d20 = 48]
>>1162
>Recognition
Not following, but you're getting morale boosted, there's 'party synergy'

[4d20 = 38]
>>1165
You brainfart

[1d20 = 1]
>>1164
With the power of football and meme magic, I used the cleared area to begin beautiful, big - dare I say it, Yuge - Wall, using parts of dead zombies to help "pay" for it

(sorry if there's weird rolls going on, sometimes its for story and sometimes its cuz I forget to delete it after)

>>1168
Fuck you dice!