/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal

>>71612
"Comrade! Comrade! Mareques has been killed by the Fascist police!"

>>71609
Sorry for that, had dinner. Do I roll for luck too?

>>71613
>>71613
Redclaw turns to Dark Star. This news concerns him so much that he takes his cigar out of his beak and holds it with a claw.

“Then we shall have to fight them back ourselves.”

A number of gunshots go off in quick succession from inside the warehouse.

“They are already here!” Redclaw takes a rifle from atop a vehicle, and sticks in a feeder strip, loafing the gun

[1d20 = 3]
>>71615
I guess I don't need to?

Iron peeks out one of the warehouse doors closest to the crates, see what he can spot.

>>71602
Sister Ash left the warehouse as soon as the gun started smoking.

>>71615
Dark Star Takes out his revolver and charges towards the warehouses "Die Imperialists!"

>>71616
>>71616
He sees darksrar charging towards the warehouse with a revolver and Redclaw looking towards the warehouse with a loaded rifle.

If you wish to exit the warehouse, please specify which exit he goes out of

>>71617
Specify an exit

>>71619
Iron, unsure of what is happening but knowing he is wounded, runs towards the entrance south of the crates and himself.

>>71619
The one on the side adjacent to the mill.

This is the map of the relevant area. Black Spots are doors. Say something like “Up/East; Left/North; “Down/West; or “Right/South”

>>71622
Go south/right

>>71623
*But not before grabbing his gear

>>71620
It is So. He can see ponies near the trucks. They have line of sight on him, but money recognize him as hostile

>>71621
Onyx and shimmer should be there

>>71625
Iron, not wanting to die for nothing, bolts it back into the warehouse, picks his gear up, equips it and exits to the exit south of him to his right.

>>71626
"Take this." Ash says, offering him her shield (which is visibly charred)
"I need my hooves free for what I'm doing."

>>71625
I see the very nervous druid.
>>71627
"Umm... hello there."

>>71627
Iron picks up the shield and places himself diagonally in front of Ash to her left.

>>71629
Iron went the exact opposite direction of Ash, that is not going to work. He cannot now go through the building

An explosion rips through the building, and it USB’s most certainly on fire. The explosion only affects things inside of the building

>>71618
Smoke comes out of the building. Suddenly, there is an explosion inside of the building. Not enough to take out the building, but it sends black smoke outside

>>71630
Yeah, that's fairly edgy. Also, everyone's IPs are changing a lot today.

>>71629
Sister Ash takes the total defense standard action, putting her AC at 14 (16 if you count Iron as partial cover).

>>71631
Where am I RT?

>>71632
I've been going for walks and stuff.

Onyx pokes the sorcerer
"Any plan?"

>>71635
Ah.

>>71634
>>71633
I have Iron as exiting to the right, and Ash as exiting to the left, on opposite sides of the building

>>71631
Dark Star looks back at redclaw

>>71636
"Not really... I suppose they blew up another building so that means trouble is nearby. Keep an eye out."

[1d20-2 = -2]
>>71632
I was on the road, so was GM. I'm home now tho. But enough of that.

Brie wakes up from one of his narcoleptic fits, and finds himself on top of the Foundry. "Oh, that's right,... we were infiltrating the docks,... but now some of it is on fire. I hope I haven't been left behind." he Eeeee's to himself, scanning for immediate activity.
Spot check (I forget which stat is the modifier, but I think its Wis so that's what I'm applying).

>>71640
"Gotcha"

>>71638
I can see redclaw, right?

>>71638
So I went straight to the enemy. Great

Iron, utterly devastated that the building exploded, decides to run into the warehouse flames like a madpony, in fear that the griffon
may recognize him and to look strong to the fellow ponies that do see him go inside.

Should I roll something to guarantee my safety?

>>71641
>>71641
He can see creatures on the docks near the crates and the trucks. He sees a lone pony in the motorboat in the sea next to the rolling mill. He sees two griffins on the ship. He sees shimmer, ash, and onyx in the path between the rolling mill and the dry goods warehouse. Further away, on the road on the bottom of the map, a military truck is pulling in filled with griffins and ponies in military uniforms and guns, and ponies in black uniforms with sub machine guns. They are further away from the scene

>>71644
Are you sure about that? He cannot see the griffin from where he is. He’d take fire damage if he went inside, and would do hsve to roll for luck to see if there is another explosion. There is also a part between the two warehouses

>>71643
No, the warehouse blocks line of sight. If she stepped forward, maybe she would see him a few hundred feet to her right

>>71645
I only need 120 feet.
Sister Ash creeps closer slowly around the corner, moving defensively but slowly to avoid being shot at.

>>71645
"Griffons eh? They always have cash." he smirks, and then leaps into the air on a course to land on the top of the mast.

>>71645
Fine, Iron holds position behind the crates, not wanting to be in sight of the griffon.

>>71646
Two ponies run in her direction, though distant, aiming rifles at her
“Are you Police?”

>>71648
This is doable, if he uses the trucks or crates to block the view. He would have to move around as the griffin moves

>>71647
He flies over. It looks like a pony spots him and aims s rifle at him... or not. They stop and lose interest.

He is on the mast. It’s a steam ship though, so the mast is not attached to sails, and it is overtop of a sort of bridge/control room. The two griffins he saw are facing the other way towards the pier and the shore

>>71649
What's the layout of the ship look like? There's the one pony who's gonna die, but where is he with respect to the Griffons? Can I get some close-up map love?

>>71649
Sister Ash, covered in soot and dressed in the shredded and charred remains of what used to be a religious attire and her raging mane a total mess, whinnies in response.
"Do I look like a cop to you?"

>>71649
Iron decides to scout the trucks, see if he can roll inside it as well as be undetectable under it.

>>71652
*under the truck

>>71649
Waits for the gas can

>>71650
I am away from my laptop, so a map will not be possible tonight. The one pony is on a small motor boat that is by the shore. The two griffins are on a freighter ship. The ship has a superstructure in the center, which Brie is on. This superstructure is three floors, with a bridge on top, and a door on the first . On the forward portion of the shhip, the cargo doors are high enough above the deck that they provide cover when crouching. One griffin is near the center, the other is near the front

>>71651
“With those religious clothes, you certainly don’t look like s communist.” They come closer

>>71652
He can go under if he crouches, or into the cab. One truck has a busted window

>>71655
Shit.
Sister Ash just stands there.

>>71656
>>71655
"Have you seen a young colt run past here by any chance?"

>>71655
Iron crouches and starts to go under the truck, maybe it will conceal him a little more and can throw rocks at the ponies that close in enough.

[1d20+11 = 13]
>>71655
So he has the drop on the griffons? Stealth check, closing distance.

[1d20+2 = 16]
>>71656
>>71656
On every moves closer, the other maintains a ready stance to shoot Ash. “What are you doing here dressed like a nun? Why are your clothes burned?”

>>71659
I’m giving the griffins a small racial bonus. Rolling

>>71658
Well, if his intent is to shoot rocks, he needs to buck them. That cannot be done when crouching under a truck. He would need to be only partly covered standing behind an object to do that

>>71660
"I'm dressed as a nun because was volunteering at an orphanage. I came here looking for a lost colt. My clothes are burned because they caught fire when that warehouse exploded." She replies, panting

>>71659
Oh dear. One of the griffins sees him. At least at the moment, neither seems to be holding a rifle.
“What are you doing here bat!” One of them yells