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Fuggin Nuts
Anonymous
9PmiK
?
No.61616
61617 61618 61619 61620 61657 61830
That Bitch stares at Trump thoughtfully and appraisingly. At several moments she begins to speak, but then stops. Trump isn't sure if she's having difficulty formulating the words/response, or is unsure how to respond at all. At last, she appears to make some sort of mental connection, and her face brightens. She punches in her ID for a few moments, and turns back to Trump.
"You can have both," she says. "At first I was having trouble recalling this collection of knives, but then I remembered the meme that was shared," she says, holding up her ID to show them.

This thread continues the continuing RP thread that has been continuing - essentially every weekend (and much throughout the week) - and now continues. Playersfaggots are welcome to join, and shitposting/bantz - within reason - is open to faggots and spectators. It's D&D 3.5e+ rules (+ = whatever else we throw in), and since there's so many previous threads with far more effective OP descriptions I'll just get back to it.

Looking at the ID, Trump and Tracy can see a still image of a uniformed individual holding Tracy's Efficient Quiver, with a perplexed look on his face, facing the camera man. Pushing the screen, the image plays and displays the man slowly turning the quiver over and a broom closet full of assorted knives, daggers, kunai, and other assorted blades falls out onto the ground, along with a few pieces of ridiculously elaborate jewelry. As the last of the knives falls out on the floor in a pile about 8' around at the base and 3-1/2' tall, the uniformed man looks back at the camera and says, "What the fuck," before the video stops.
Did I mention that Trump is disguised as an Orangutan (a fashionable one named Clyde), and Tracy as a monster truck?

Meanwhile, Torcuil has been on an enjoyable impromptu date with Death, and has had a delightful time of it all. She's much less intimidating in a hoodie and sweat pants,... and without the skull-face (which is really just a mask that goes with the cloak) she's a pretty down to earth chick,... who goes around and collects the souls of the dead vocationally. They walk together through town after a lovely meal, returning to Trump Tower.

Stix and Snek are likewise returning to the Tower, having located Stix' prized dagger from the previous encounter/scrimmage with Thez.

Elsewhere, an adorable filly adds more sticks to her bundle. A statue of Alex Jones sits in the tower, looking very sad. A Yak is busy putting the Gestapo and the Generals through some martial training drills. Thez however,....
1269 replies and 64 files omitted.
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61826
61831
>>61824
Tracy gives Brad the Goat of Traveling before he leaves.
Anonymous
9PmiK
?
No.61827
>>61824
I suppose when one doesn't already know the guy is "the guy" its not as intuitive a connection to make. At the same time, it would have been out of character/context for it to have been more obvious, as the guy would naturally be situation to try and be as subtle as possible in their operation.
>next time
Well, this way you've gotten to see his face
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61828
61829
>>61824
One of the best uses of Intimidate is that it can be used to estimate an NPC's character level, since if you have more than 10 ranks, only high-level targets will be unaffected.

Sorry for not showing yesterday btw...
Anonymous
9PmiK
?
No.61829
>>61828
Don't be, my own plans got railroaded
>personal boundaries intensify
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61830
>>61616
Death sounds like a really chill character. 10/10 would hang out with.
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61831
61832
>>61826
Well fuck no he's not leaving then. That's a terrible sign
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61832
61833
>>61831
You don't want it?
ed/oZ
?
No.61833
61834
>>61832
No, I don't want the unambiguous meaning of "I will not be seeing you again for the indefinite future"
\r
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61834
61835
>>61833
I expected the sky to fall after everyone else go there.
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61835
61840
>>61834
Tracy wouldn't know of expect that, and the purpose of splitting up was to hopefully prevent the sky from falling by being fast enough
Anonymous
9PmiK
?
No.61836
61838 61841 61842
That Bitch is visibly shocked by what she's seen, and begins furiously typing on her ID. "What the hell is going on here?" she says finally, striding between them and opening the first door, and then one beyond it (as the first just leads to the booth the guy just occupied). Beyond the second door is a hallway with a series of doors, arranged alphabetically (as indicated by a sign on each door). At the very end is a room labelled "Miscellaneous".
"When something happens during the application process, such that the applicant isn't issued an ID," she says, glancing at Tracy, "their equipment is kept in this room, since it can't be associated in our accounting system."
Anonymous
Hgp1O
?
No.61838
61839
>>61836
Trumpaladin's faggot goes to class
Anonymous
9PmiK
?
No.61839
>>61838
Don't worry, I'm just giving details and stimuli for later.
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61840
>>61835
Last time she left him alone, he went ahead and called Fae, so she figured he needed transport.
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61841
61843 61844
>>61836
Tracy's next step would be to go look at any box labeled "T. Sentry"; when we he time, that is.
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61842
>>61836
"Who else has access to what's kept in this facility?" Tracy asks curiously
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61843
>>61841
*When we have the time
Sorry, mobilefagging.
Anonymous
9PmiK
?
No.61844
61845
>>61841
She won't have to look hard, there's an entire shelf dedicated to her knives.
"Aside from the attendant, just the Administration," she says through gritted teeth.
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61845
61846
>>61844
Tracy immediately inspects the self to examine her collection of blades, bearing a diligent and almost nervous expression.
She takes a few minutes to check if everything is there.
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61846
61847
>>61845
*Whips out monocle, oil and cleaning cloth*
Are they all there?
Anonymous
9PmiK
?
No.61847
61848
>>61846
Tracy has the monocle? I though Bones did,....
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61848
61849
>>61847
Not until I just decided.
It's just a mundane prop I used to imply Tracy's diligence in the school of cutlery, as she painstakingly appraises each blade and examines each one for possible damage. You know that magnifying glass thing a jeweler uses?
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61849
61850
>>61848
It doesn't matter anyway. Point is that she's looking very, very closely at each one of her beloved knives.
Anonymous
9PmiK
?
No.61850
61853
>>61849
Just curious. As That Bitch looks around the room to assess the situation, Tracy intently analyzes the shelf. Laid out neatly on the layered shelf are her knives, beginning with her extensive selection of enchanted (c/o Thez) kunai, her ridiculous assortment of kitchen knives and blades, her trio of funky-fresh daggers (Shifter's Blade, Defense, and I forget the other one), and there gleaming on the top shelf - placed almost reverently so that GM could make a dramatic description like something out of a movie - Tracy at last is reunited with Dark and Edgy.
Anonymous
9PmiK
?
No.61852
>>61851
You don't have to do it right now,....
Tracy Cage
XUORR
?
No.61853
61854 61863
tracy's knives.jpg
>>61850
>pic for reference
As her eyes drift towards the display, Tracy freezes for a couple moments in fascination, as a look of relief washes over her. She lets out a subtle gasp, as if a piece of her that had been missing up until this point had suddenly been restored. As she rises to her hind legs, she almost appears visibly lighter, and if anyone had been looking, they'd notice her pale sickly blue coat seemed brighter than usual, shining bright against the flow of her silvery, un-cut mane. A toothy, shark-like grin spreads across her snoot as she reaches out to grab long time her favorite stabbing-utensils: The Shitposters.
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61854
61855
>>61853
Trumpaladin looks at Tracy with a hint of impatience. He says, with mild irritation in his voice:
"Are you ready to go pony? Infernius waits"
Tracy Cage
XUORR
?
No.61855
61857
>>61854
"J-just a moment..!" Tracy says, clearly distracted by the reunion of her knives
She begins to slip each blade into her knife-cozy, humming to herself as she goes.
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61856
61858
Meanwhile Infernius is very much in the shit. Ever since first being rendered unconscious he has been plagued and tormented by horrible visions and terrible ideas. While he realizes to some level of his consciousness that he is not conscious, he cannot break the grip of the images he is assaulted with. Visions of dismemberment, desolation, and losses of all kinds - most particularly haunting visions of Thez - assail him continually. As his psyche begins to falter, as he begins to succumb to the sensation of endless despair that tears into him ceaselessly, a thin voice pierces his into his mind, momentarily disrupting his perpetual nightmare.
"I'nis, I'm coming! Fight!"
Tracy Cage
XUORR
?
No.61857
61871
>>61855
Tracy takes a few more minutes ensuring that all of her knives are in fact there, and makes a motion to cut her hair.
Anonymous
aMl60
?
No.61858
61859 61861
>>61856
"F- ight? What is fight?"
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61859
61860
>>61858
"What you're seeing, its not real! You have to wake up!"
Anonymous
aMl60
?
No.61860
>>61859
"Wake?.... up? Not real?"
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61861
61862
88a.png
>>61858
*6 gorillion tiny (((hands))) grab at Infernius begin to drag him towards a deep black hole*
"Oy vey, goyim! You'll be here with us for a long time..."
keep fighting
Anonymous
aMl60
?
No.61862
>>61861
"REEEEEEEEEEEE FUCK OF KIKES!!"
*Bites, punches, kicks, gores*
Anonymous
69J36
?
No.61863
61864
>>61853
Gib your saddest/most pitiful Tracy image
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61864
61865 61867
1363522590729.gif
>>61863

Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61865
waking up.jpg
>>61864

Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61866
answer2.jpg
answer1.jpg

Anonymous
69J36
?
No.61867
61869
>>61864
Is there a non animated version of this that's lighter?
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61868
I don't have the energy to flip through the whole folder rn.
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61869
61870
>>61867
Not that I know of..
Anonymous
69J36
?
No.61870
61872
>>61869
Eh, I can work with it. Thanks
Anonymous
o16lL
?
No.61871
61874 61882 61885
>>61857
"By all means, take your time. It's not like Infernius was my only friend or anything. It's not like we're holding anything up. Do your chores. Pick out some clothing and get your hooves done while you're at it."
Trumpaladin says that last bit with a little disgust, makes a hand gesture then crosses his arms, and looks over to the Lady
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61872
61873
brighter.png
>>61870
Try this
Anonymous
69J36
?
No.61873
>>61872
Perfect
Thanks
Anonymous
aMl60
?
No.61874
61875
>>61871
This.
Anonymous
XUORR
?
No.61875
61876
>>61874
Her knives are very important to her.
Anonymous
aMl60
?
No.61876
61885
>>61875
Infernuis is her friend.
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61877
61878
Infernius struggles against the phantom images that torment his unconscious mind, bolstered by sudden images of himself splattered with commie blood. Tracy is feeling whole again for the first time in months, having her broom-closet collection of knives and blades back where they belong. At the same time the airship is arriving overhead just outside Cardashil, bearing Torcuil, Stix, Snek, and of course Thez, who is perched at the bow of the ship, looking down.
"I can't teleport in, I don't know any of the surroundings. But, I can tell this much,... he's that way," she says, pointing downward. The perimeter drones continue their patrol along the rim of the wall.
Anonymous
aMl60
?
No.61878
61879
>>61877
*thrashes in dream and trys to in game*
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61879
61880
>>61878
As Infernius thrashes in the dream, he begins to lingeringly become aware of sensations. His arms and legs begin to respond to his state, and he can start to feel things all around him. He bumps and tears and punches and grabs and flings.

"Any ideas? I could get us all in with Etherealness, assuming everyone can hang on, but we'd be going in blind," Thez says to Torcuil and Stix, "and depending on what we find, we can expect to have to fight our way out," she says pulling out her staff, her folding saw, and her really ugly stick.
Anonymous
aMl60
?
No.61880
61881 61887
>>61879
*lets out a PRIMAL Reeeeee*
Anonymous
aMl60
?
No.61881
61887
>>61880
*thrashes 10X as hard*
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61882
61883 61890
>>61871
That Bitch puts her ear to the ID and addresses someone. "I want a full investigation! Cardashil has been infiltrated! ... No, someone totally different. ... It could very well be the ones from the museum ... I don't know, but he used a advanced spell to escape. ... Yes, do it." she finished, and turns to Trump. "I hope I can count on you to avoid commenting about this scene to anyone. Now then, you wanted a steak," she says, clearly taking no amusement from the cheeky pun.

Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61883
>>61882
"Of course. Lead the way, if you would"
Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61885
61886
505171__safe_artist-colon-clamstacker_oc_oc only_oc-colon-tracy cage_knife_nicolas cage_simple background_solo_transparent background.png
>>61876
>>61871
"Alright, alright. I got what I came for. Let's grab our cow and go."
Tracy waits for a more accommodating time to cut her mane, and prepares for the mission to find the missing bull.
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61886
61888
>>61885
"Better. And don't get your tail cut to look like a stallion.... ah whatever. Nevermind"
Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61887
>>61880
*bubblegum fills his mouth, and his reee-ing inflates a gigantic hot air balloon that lifts him up and haphazardly dangles him over the hellscape*
>>61881
*limbs turn into spaghetti*

Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61888
61889
>>61886
Tracy doesn't pay very much attention to her tail, although it is rather poofy on its own. It's actually like Rainbow Dash's, only one color.
Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61889
>>61888
What a waste of trips..
Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61890
>>61882
Tracy makes a zipping motion across her face indicating that her lips are sealed.
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61891
61892 61893
That Bitch leads Trump and Tracy back in the direction of the gates. As she walks, she says, "I've been thinking about your offer Mr. Trump, and I think that we might be able to make a deal after all. The truth is, while Cardashil has a good relationship with the Emperor, it is the Court that is an issue to us,"
ed/oZ
?
No.61892
61894
>>61891
"I sort of got the impression when Kefka came to me that he feels much the same. How are they bothering you?"
\r
Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61893
61895
>>61891
Tracy follows.
Are there any other people nearby in the area?
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61894
61896 61897 61898
>>61892
"Its not what they're doing, its the threat of what they could do that is the problem," she says as they arrive at the gate, keying in to activate the gate. Through the portal, Trump and Tracy can see a large set of double-doors with wide red diagonal stripes crossing the doors. Next to the door is an oversized chute, of almost the same size.

Meanwhile Thez crosses her arms over her chest. "Do we have any other options?" she then turns and looks at Torcuil, "I don't suppose you might have any spells for a situation like this?"
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61895
>>61893
Nope, Its just the gate, the large set of double-doors, and the chute.
ed/oZ
?
No.61896
61899
[1d20+27 = 43]
>>61894
Sense Motive Check on the Lady for the gates and the proposal
XUORR
?
No.61897
61899
[1d20+22 = 35]
>>61894
Tracy narrows her eyes at the doors.
Rolling Search to examine both the doors and chute
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61898
61899
>>61894
"I'm frankly surprised they did not take action in that period Kefka was... out of action. What might they do?"
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61899
61900 61903
>>61896
I get the proposal check, but the gates? You mean the double doors? That seems silly desu.
>>61897
They're flush, sealed tight (like, they don't vibrate or rattle or indicate anything but complete security.
>>61898
"Out of action? Oh I seriously doubt that. What, did you think you had killed him? I heard rumors, quite funny that," she says derisively (at the rumors, not Trump). "Your friend was taken in through there," she says pointing at the chute. "He will be difficult to find."
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61900
61901
>>61899
It's to test to see if she is walking him into an incernator

Trumpaladin walks through the doors and looks around for anything that looks like human remains, or any of Infernius's belongings

"So... I'm guessing you want a member or more of the Court eliminated?"
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61901
61902 61903
>>61900
"Not so much. I want their presence eliminated from Cardashil."
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61902
61905
>>61901
"I see. That I may be able to help you with. How would I go about doing that?"
Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61903
61904 61905
>>61899
Tracy slowly approaches the doors, examining them further.
>>61901
*assassin ears perk*
"How many do you have on site?"
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61904
61906
>>61903
"Just look for the corpse, pony"
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61905
61907 61908
>>61902
She nods toward the door. "You're looking at it."
>>61903
"You'll see."

Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61906
>>61904
Tracy sniffs around, looking for any traces of delicious BBQ.
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61907
61908
>>61905
"They are through that door?"
Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61908
61909
>>61905
*ears droop a bit*
"... okay.." she says, clearly not very enthusiastic about the surprise
>>61907
*walks up to doors*
*turns around*
*kicks them open with a powerful earth-pony buck*

Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61909
61910 61911
>>61908
"Hold on a sec, I'll open the door, but not until I'm clear of here," she says, stepping back toward the gate. "Normally we just use the chute for disposal, its rare that we ever open those doors, and when we do we do it remotely."
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61910
>>61909
Trumpaladin waits by and watches expectantly
Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61911
61912 61913
>>61909
Tracy cautiously waits around the corner.
Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61912
>>61911
*in stealth
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61913
61914 61916 61922 61925
>>61911
There is no corner. Its a square room with high ceilings, about 20'x20'. The double doors are central on one wall, directly opposite the gate.

Meanwhile, Thez sighs. "I guess not," she looks at Snek, Stix, and Torcuil. "Well, Snek could wrap around my torso, Stix could sit on my shoulders,... but I don't know about Torcuil."
Mrs. Sentry
XUORR
?
No.61914
>>61913
Okay then.
In plain sight, Tracy waits to see whatever lays beyond the door.
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61915
61918
Infernius, letting out a blood-curdling REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, snaps to consciousness. He's lying on the ground, in a very dark room, surrounded by wet and misshapen forms. He can hear movement all around, though not immediately.
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61916
61917 61919 61920
>>61913
>The room is tiny
Good, he's not too handycapped by the fact that Fae is not there, although he wishes he had Fae
XUORR
?
No.61917
61919
[1d20+24 = 30]
>>61916
Rolling to Hide behind Brad.
Anonymous
aMl60
?
No.61918
61921 61924
>>61915
*charges the movement*
ed/oZ
?
No.61919
[1d20+20 = 29]
>>61916
Trumpaladin pulls out Vanderiem, and replaces the Ring of fire resistance with his ring shield. He assumes a Heroic posture

>>61917
Rolling to pet small furry animal
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61920
61923
>>61916
Speaking of whom, there's a good chance that Fae noticed the airship,....
aMl60
?
No.61921
[1d20 = 17]
>>61918

Anonymous
Tzjcc
?
No.61922
61924
>>61913
“Can the magician conjure some spell to aid us in that regard?”
Anonymous
ed/oZ
?
No.61923
>>61920
I thought of that earlier
Anonymous
mMD0+
?
No.61924
61926 61928
>>61918
Struggling to his knees, Infernius finds that he's very weak (he's at 1 hp dude, he's only JUST regenerated enough to wake up) and not moving very well. Plus, the ground is slick with a viscous fluid I'm sure you could probably guess the nature of.
>>61922
"I sure hope so, but I don't know what all he's capable of,... aside from swarms of frogs and pillars of flame (which would not help)."
She stops for a moment and looks toward the diagonal she had indicated. "He's awake!"
Anonymous
69J36
?
No.61925
61927 61929 61930 61931
>>61913
"I can cast fly you know"
Anonymous
Tzjcc
?
No.61926
61930 61931
>>61924
Turns to Torc.
“Hey, you got a flying spell so you can just grab on, or can you shrink? Something like that?”
Anonymous
Tzjcc
?
No.61927
>>61925
...
Anonymous
aMl60
?
No.61928
61929
>>61924
As long as its not semen its fine.