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Apheori (GM): HALP.
Ganelon: Of all people to know what we're doing, you should be the one.
Apheori (GM): ...er.
I should but I'm not.
I don't.
I mean.
Frezak (GM): >.>
Ganelon: Then Frezak has likely failed in his duty to instruct you.
Frezak (GM): Hey!
Bear Soup Guy: It's okay
Ganelon: And he is entirely responsible.
Frezak (GM): HEY
Apheori (GM): I'll go with that.
Bear Soup Guy: It's a little known fact that no Dungeon Master has ever known what they're doing
Frezak (GM): Your gnoll is getting Dire Fleas, Gan.
Bear Soup Guy: That's why they get to be creative
Apheori (GM): Frezak: What should we do now?
Frezak (GM): Maybe discuss how and why our party was hired to do the thing?
Apheori (GM): Okay.
So there was this job posting looking for group(s) of specified folks to investigate the recent cataclysm that affected the cities of Sarathi.
How did your group get together?
Frezak (GM): Unless anyone had any desire to bury anyone, I'm unlikely to have known them beforehand.
Ganelon: Sarathi is where we're going, or where we are?
Apheori (GM): Where you're going. That's where it starts.
Gaurav: Do we all have to start on the same planet, or would the ad have been sent across the universe?
Bear Soup Guy: I was doing the fantasy setting equivalent of sleeping on someone's couch
Ganelon: What do we know about it to start off, then?
Sleeping in someone's stables, BSG.
Apheori (GM): You all met up and got hired as a group. You can all be FROM wherever.
Bear Soup Guy: Stables it is
Apheori (GM): Rob: You were probably staying with one of the others, then.
Ganelon: Nah, I mean, what do we know about Sarathi?
Apheori (GM): And just came along.
Bear Soup Guy: Yeah exactly
Apheori (GM): It was one of the nicer worlds. Affluent. Cities floating on the ocean.
Bear Soup Guy: There was promise of payment and I'm down on my luck as far as that goes
Apheori (GM): Very well-maintained and crap.
Then suddenly it went dark, nobody heard from it.
Gaurav: BSG: you're welcome to have been staying at my apartment. I have a messy apartment.
Apheori (GM): Bit of a news story across the known 'verse, really.
Bear Soup Guy: Which will also explain if I'm slightly incompetent because I'm not really experience in doing these jobs. I just sort of tagged along.
Gaurav: How long ago did it go dark?
Ganelon: Alright then.
If that's the case, Radek is probably interested in the cataclysm itself.
Apheori (GM): Wasn't very long ago. A few days. Maybe a week.
Bear Soup Guy: Right, I was staying with Gaurav then
Apheori (GM): Governments didn't want to get involved because of politics - any specific one acting on its own could draw the wrath of the others, despite them all having an interest in it.
Ganelon: He would have signed up out of personal curiosity.
And hey, funds are always nice too.
Apheori (GM): So several of the worlds agreed to contract it out to this generally unaffiliated company, which is who hired you.
Frezak (GM): Who is financing this thing, then?
Apheori (GM): The company, basically.
They got a grant or five and it's up to them what to do with the actual money.
Frezak (GM): And WE'RE the best applicants?
Or was there no-one else at all?
Apheori (GM): I'ma guess Radek is the one who put together the actual group.
Bear Soup Guy: We're the applicants who would take the job
Frezak (GM): Because let's face it.
I'm a guy with a shovel.
Gravy is not an elite... anything;
Apheori (GM): I think there were several groups, but that you guys actually got someone to fill all the specified roles made you look pretty good, so... yeah.
Rhu: Do we know of any rogue nation or company we think might be particularly interested in beating us to Sarathi? I could roll that as an insight or history check for that if you like.
Apheori (GM): Gravy looked good enough for a guard.
Frezak (GM): And clearly insane.
Bear Soup Guy: Ooo, good point Rhu
Frezak (GM): INTRIGUE?
Apheori (GM): Rhu: Many - even the worlds that contracted out for this venture.
Bear Soup Guy: Someone might be going freelance or something
Gaurav: Ah, nice.
Bear Soup Guy: Remind me which character is which between Ganelon and Guarav again?
The G's confused me
Apheori (GM): It's an entire world, and lots of folks are interested for all sorts of reasons, but a few randoms already went missing as well when they tried to check it out.
Frezak (GM): Gan is Radek.
Bear Soup Guy: Okay, thanks
Apheori (GM): Which is part of why your team had to have the roles it did. The Company wanted to cover the bases. Sort of.
Frezak (GM): SO have people just... looked at the world? From space?
Apheori (GM): It looks normal.
Frezak (GM): Any people?
Bear Soup Guy: This keeps reminding me more and more of the plot of Serenity
Apheori (GM): There have been some odd energy readings, but nobody's entirely sure what they are.
Bear Soup Guy: Which, by all accounts, is a good thing
Frezak (GM): Is this like Miranda in the Firefly movie?
Bear Soup Guy: ahahahah
Apheori (GM): There don't seem to be people, but that doesn't necessarily mean much - it's entirely possible that most everyone is still alive and just... inside.
It is a bit like Miranda in presentation.
Frezak (GM): Is there any non-person life visible?
Bear Soup Guy: Different conclusion I imagine
Apheori (GM): Have you seen Stargate Atlantis? The cities themselves are a bit like that.
Frezak (GM): I have not.
Apheori (GM): No odd life visible.
Particularly odd is there doesn't seem to be any animal life, either.
Bear Soup Guy: I'll research some Stagate Atlantis for at least the visual aid
Frezak (GM): Ahhh.
Gaurav: Huh. Creepy.
Frezak (GM): Plantlife seem.... okay? As far as can be seen from space?
Gaurav: So are we learning this at the company briefing, or are we already in orbit?
Apheori (GM): Plantlife is fine.
Bear Soup Guy: But at least we didn't have to kamikaze our way through a Reaver horde!
Apheori (GM): I guess now you're in orbit or something.
Or... I dunno.
Frezak (GM): And all communications stopped at once?
Nothing since?
Not even... empty broadcasts?
Apheori (GM): A lot of this is common knowledge since it was in the news.
Bear Soup Guy: Oooo, orbit is good for the story/roleplay stuff
Frezak (GM): Spaaaace
Apheori (GM): They stopped over the course of a few hours. That's the weird part.
Normally when something like this happens it's all at once.
Or it doesn't entirely stop.
Bear Soup Guy: Incidentally this is my total wet dream for a first D&D experience
Gaurav: Can we get a tape of the final hours from the company? Or, like, Youtube?
Bear Soup Guy: God I love sci-fi
Gaurav passes BSG some tissues.
Bear Soup Guy: :D
Apheori (GM): There have been some intermittent odd things that might have been transmissions. It's hard to tell.
Greibel: And I'm diggin' it, man.
Far out.
The Gravedigger: Shut up or I'll put in a hole again.
Apheori (GM): The gods seem somewhat interested as well, but despite that they don't seem to want to touch it. Ansty priests and stuff.
Frezak (GM): Hmmmm.
Apheori (GM): Which is why you have a priest guy now.
Frezak (GM): And did any of the previous people ever get to send any report at all?
Bear Soup Guy: Ah, so this is cosmically significant even
Apheori (GM): Because the company noticed it.
Bear Soup Guy: We don't know that of course
Apheori (GM): None of them sent anything useful.
Bear Soup Guy: So we're tampering with matters we couldn't hope to understand
Gaurav: Can I do a religion check to see if Hazz'ridan can tell me anything about the planet, or why the gods seem angsty about it?
Frezak (GM): Do we know how long they lasted before losing contact? The other exploratory people?
Apheori (GM): Messages that they were headed there, a note home that hey, this was weird, it's like this outpost is completely empty...
Hazz'ridan doesn't seem to give a crap.
It's only a few that have, really - Tanneas, Lissal, Ajirahd, Lokshmi...
And one other I can't quite recall.
You do not.
They weren't checking into anyone on any regular basis.
Gaurav: Hmm okay. Let's talk strategy: should we land in the most densely populated place we can find, or poke about a small village first?
Apheori (GM): You guys are supposed to be checking in regularly, however.
Just as a note.
There are like three things you're supposed to do - figure out what happened, keep in touch, and don't die.
Bear Soup Guy: Quite a list of demands
Will the people we're checking in with be giving us orders on occasion?
Apheori (GM): They may.
Bear Soup Guy: Also what Gaurav asked
Apheori (GM): Depending on what you have to report.
As for what Gaurav asked, that's up to you.
Gaurav: I was asking the party.
Apheori (GM): You can land wherever, go off to the landmass and get soil samples or something first if that's what you think will help...
Frezak (GM): So do we all have maps and... some kind of communication device?
Apheori (GM): Yes.
Frezak (GM): GOOD maps?
Not just orbital crap?
Apheori (GM): General layout of the planet and blueprints of the cities. Not necessarily up to date.
Frezak (GM): Gah.
Apheori (GM): Or useful.
Gaurav: What sort of ship are we in? Will we be beamed down, or can the ship land with us? Or -- even better -- fly low and look at stuff?
Frezak (GM): DO WE GET JETPACKS?
Apheori (GM): You'll be landing. You can fly over.
No.
Gaurav: It's a sophisticated planet that only went dark a few days or weeks ago. I'm guessing they have Google Street View.
Ganelon: That would require satellites.
Apheori (GM): Not in any way that's helpful.
Ganelon: Well, Maps would.
Apheori (GM): Regarding the street view.
You have maps. They just may not be usefully labelled.
Ganelon: Street View would require an organization to go take photos of each street, which is of dubious value without a satellite map
Apheori (GM): Also I don't know how to implement that in practice, so they may not be useful at all, but never mind that. >.>
Bear Soup Guy: Street view takes a remarkably high amount of real-time maintenance to keep up-to-fate
Not to mention who knows when a server might fail or something
To that end, are the electricity and other resources functioning still?
Apheori (GM): It mostly seems to be off.
Some things are still on, some lights around, some computers probably up, but they're isolated.
Gaurav: I suggest we fly lower over like an obscure village and have a closer look, keeping a sharp eye out for rockets, sperm whales or bowls of petunia.
Apheori (GM): When you get in, that's probably something you'll want to look into - the computers, getting local power on, etc.
They don't really do obscure, just remote.
Frezak (GM): Wait for night.
Then fly around looking for light?
Bear Soup Guy: Excellent idea Frezak
Gaurav: YES!
Apheori (GM): So what you call an 'obscure village' is probably really a resort or manor or something.
Frezak (GM): I am super smart.
Ganelon: Radek is just eager to land and do readings.
Apheori (GM): So you want to fly around to the night side of the planet?
Bear Soup Guy: Of course if we're flying in a space ship we don't even have to "wait" for night
Apheori (GM): And the other guy wants to land...
Bear Soup Guy: Just go to the side of the planet the star isn't shining on
Apheori (GM): SMART PERSON!
Gaurav: YES!
Bear Soup Guy: Oh duhr, Apheori already said what I just said >_<
Frezak (GM): TO THE DARKNESSSS
Apheori (GM): Sorry.
Ganelon: He's not concerned about the problems the planet is facing so much as what caused them.
So don't mistake it for recklessness. It's actually apathy.
Apheori (GM): Well, do something. It's your ship, at least for the time being.
Bear Soup Guy: But we can find out what caused them by finding things still powered perhaps
Maybe I should be in character
Frezak (GM): So is one of use piloting it?
And is the ship armed at all?
Apheori (GM): I think you're mostly just telling it what to do.
"Ship: Go over there!"
Frezak (GM): Huh.
Greibel: If you find the area of highest capable technology, you'll probably find the most likely devices or resources to inform you of what's going on
Apheori (GM): It can shoot things, but mostly it's just fast. A transport thingy.
Gaurav: If we find the area of highest tech, we might also find rockets, is what I'm worried about.
Bear Soup Guy: Good point Guarav
Gaurav: Let's start by going to the dark side of the planet at orbital altitute and see if we see anything?
The Gravedigger: Find a large city and look about for anything noticeable?
Apheori (GM): Be your character if you're going to point things like that out, please.
Bear Soup Guy: As a pascifist hippie, I must express similar concern
The Gravedigger: Lights in the dark?
Big holes?
Bear Soup Guy: Oh okay, character time
Greibel: As a pascifist hippie, I must express similar concern
I talk super sophisticated when I'm stoned
The Gravedigger: Suuure.
Greibel: Which comes from like, the tribal people I used to live with and stuff
That's when they did all their big thinking
The Gravedigger: Riiiiight.
So. We all for checking out the dark side?
Greibel blows a smoke cloud defiantly in the gravedigger's face
Greibel: Yes, the dark side is most likely where we'll find the most information
The Gravedigger breathes it in. His Constitution laughs at smoke.
Greibel smiles coyly at the gravedigger
Greibel: This will be interesting.
Radek: Whatever caused this planet to go silent has probably long since passed. Finer observations are required if we expect to learn anything useful.
The Gravedigger: We in a rush, now?
Radek: Yes.
Rhu: We can't do the obvious things. Doing the obvious things is why everybody who's come here since it went dark is probably dead.
Greibel: My brother
Think outside the box
Right on
The Gravedigger: We should take it easy.
Check what we can without dirtying our feet.
We'll end up down there soon enough. Might as see what knowledge we can glean first.
SHIP: Your orders?
The Gravedigger: TO THE DARK SIIIIIIDE
Frezak (GM): Really, really loudly.
18 CON lungs, here.
Radek grumbles incoherently.
SHIP sighs happily and starts drifting toward the dark side of the planet.
Frezak (GM): Gravy is enjoying this immensly.
Rhu admires the Gravedigger's lung capacity.
Frezak (GM): Wait 'till we find a straw house.
SHIP starts humming merrily.
Greibel: Right on, ship sistah!
That's my jam!
The Gravedigger: Sandwiches?
Rhu wanders around the ship in search of a good cup of tea.
SHIP makes some sandwiches.
SHIP drops them on The Gravedigger's head.
The Gravedigger reaches up and eats the sandwiches.
The Gravedigger: You are a great ship, SHIP.
Greibel: I would love a cup of chamomile while you're over there Rhu
SHIP: I know!
Nobody ever appreciates it, you know. All the hard work a ship puts in.
Your tea is ready.
Rhu hands Greibel a cup.
Rhu: Mm, delicious! The fishy aftertaste really gives it a nice kick.
Greibel: Thank you SHIP and thank you Rhu
Frezak (GM): Delicious.
Rhu: Are we nearly there yet?
Apheori (GM): So anyway, dark side. The ship puts up a screen to show you a whole lot of black and some random twinkly things.
Greibel has to go to the bathroom
SHIP: You're most welcome, polite meat creatures.
Frezak (GM): Random twinkly things?
Any of them located in major urban areas?
Apheori (GM): Griebel finds the bathroom in the back.
They look like they might be urban areas. It's hard to tell.
Frezak (GM): The toilet is a mimic.
Can't we compare with your shitmaps?
SHIP: There aren't any squirrels down there.
Apheori (GM): Ah, good point.
The Gravedigger gasps.
Apheori (GM): Yeah, they probably belong to two of the cities - Arish and Meregan. Another twinkly thing appears to be in the middle of the ocean.
Rhu: Huh. That's unusual.
Frezak (GM): I assume Radek is clenching on his seat or something.
PLastered to a window, perhaps.
Rhu: I vote we go investigate the oceanic twinkly.
Frezak (GM): Does the SHIP have some kind of zoom camera thing?
Apheori (GM): Question - what's the check for noticing odd things?
Is there a check for that?
Frezak (GM): Perception.
Apheori (GM): The ship can do lots of things. Ask it.
Rhu: Perception for sensing things, Insight for making sense of things we can already sense.
Ganelon: As if I need windows.
Apheori (GM): How do we have you all roll insight to realise something that might be important?
Gaurav: woo rolls!
Ganelon: Ask and we roll.
Frezak (GM): You just tell us to.
Apheori (GM): But... how do they work?
>.>
Frezak (GM): Okay.
We all roll out Insight skills.
D20+skill.
And you have/make up a ... list.
Of how big a result tells us what.
LIke: 15: the water is wet.
Frezak (GM): 20: the water is a mouth.
Apheori (GM): Okay.
Ganelon: For example: "10 means they can tell the lights are flickering slightly" or something of the sort.
You can have multiple levels or just one number for the single relevant detail.
Apheori (GM): Everyone but Greibel roll insight.
Ganelon:
rolling 1d20+2
(
5
)
+2
=
7
Frezak (GM): Sure Insight and not perception? >.>
Rhu: The last D&D game I played, a house rule was that any roll of '1' means that something awful happens, and any roll of '20' means that something awesome happens.
rolling 1d20 + 4 insight check
(
16
)
+4
=
20
Apheori (GM): For this, yes.
Frezak (GM):
rolling 1D20+1
(
8
)
+1
=
9
Ganelon: 1 means automatic failure, by the book.
Frezak (GM): I'd just like to point out that I have super perception.
Ganelon: Anything beyond failure is up to the DM.
Frezak (GM): I have eagle eyes.
And the logic capacity of a dead fish.
Gaurav: I have +11 on perception
Gan: yeah, but we pushed it to cartoon silliness. Like, a natural 1 on perception and your eye falls out of your skull or something.
Apheori (GM): Okay, so the rest of you may have been noticing something's a little weird about this so far, but Rhu... you realise the ship might be going insane.
Frezak (GM): AWESOME.
Greibel: I am back from the bathroom (and also have pretty good perception I think, I have to get out my sheet)
Gaurav: o.0
Rhu: curses
guys
guys
I think this ship might be going insane.
Apheori (GM): Something about how it wasn't doing anything like this until it got here.
SHIP: Please go on.
Radek: I'm holding the hippie responsible.
Greibel: Oh perception and insight are both nine
Sexy
Also that wasn't in character, curse this UX
It's bringing us down, man!
Rhu: ... insanely good at its job! Great job, SHIP! That tea was great!
SHIP: Would you like me to bring you down?
The Gravedigger: I don't know about the tea.
But I liked the sandwiches.
SHIP, do you have some kind of zoom camera thingy you can do to take a look at the light in the sea?
SHIP: Of course, dear.
The Gravedigger: Without having to dive or anything?
I'm not a great swimmer.
Apheori (GM): The ship zooms in with a screen and you see a bunch of wreckage with a bunch of glowing blobs stuck to it.
Greibel: :O
Frezak (GM): What.
Greibel: Is it a spaceship wreckage or a sea vessel wreckage?
Frezak (GM): Do we roll to identify the blobs?
Ganelon: Yes, I would like to attempt to identify these blobs.
Apheori (GM): Radek recognises it as spaceship blobs.
Er, wreackage.
>.>
Radek: That's a downed ship.
The Gravedigger: Hmmmm.
Frezak (GM): And the blobs?
SHIP: I aspire to that.
Radek: You shouldn't, SHIP.
The Gravedigger: You want to sink?
Apheori (GM): Radek: Roll something to recognise the blobs. It's probably technology or something and I don't know what's appropriate.
Also the ship doesn't answer.
Ganelon: Just answer me two questions.
Rhu does a perception check to look for any servicable panels or manuals in the cabin we're in.
Apheori (GM): And it's drifting toward Meregan.
Rhu:
rolling 1d20+11
(
1
)
+11
=
12
Ganelon: What of the six attributes does it scale off of, and could I be considered trained in this field of study/knowledge?
Apheori (GM): Rhu finds a manual of style.
The Gravedigger: You pour tea into your eyes.
OOC
Frezak (GM): Your eyes are chamomiled.
Rhu: ACK
Apheori (GM): Gan: It's intelligence-related, and you've probably got some experience with it.
Rhu: intensely refreshed, but also burning.
Ganelon: Okay then.
rolling 1d20+10
(
15
)
+10
=
25
(Intelligence mod is 5, training is another 5)
Apheori (GM): They're deformed power cells that seem to have... grown somehow.
And you don't think they
're where they're supposed to be.
Ganelon: Lovely.
Greibel: Perhaps they were an experiment in organic and technological combination?
Gaurav: Is there a standard place a ship like this would have escape pods?
Apheori (GM): Gaurav: Not that you can tell.
It's too banged up.
Frezak (GM): Or parachutes? Sheet or grav-brake thingies?
Radek: And those lights are... organic power cells?
Rhu: No, I meant on SHIP.
Apheori (GM): Oh.
This ship.
The bathroom.
Radek: I've never seen them do something like that before.
The Gravedigger: That sounds sort of bad.
SHIP: It looks painful.
Do you know what it's like to not feel pain?
Makes you almost wish you could.
Rhu walks over to the bathroom and has a look at the escape pods.
Apheori (GM): The look like escape pods.
Rhu is just relieved that they're still around.
Greibel sympathizes with the ship in a synesthesia sorts of way
SHIP: Thank you, dear.
The Gravedigger: Can you zoom in on one of the urban light things, SHIP?
Rhu: SHIP: could you please zoom in on the lights in Meregan?
SHIP: Of course, dear.
Apheori (GM): The ship shows you a very bright light that fills the entire screen.
Rhu: Woah!
Greibel: Well that was helpful
Also, way trippy
I should write a psychedelic jam about this
The Gravedigger: Maybe zoom out a little?
Greibel: Ship, put on the light shield thing
Apheori (GM): Now it shows a view of the city. It looks mostly intact, with a couple of lights in some windows.
The Gravedigger: That looks promising.
Apheori (GM): The ship's lights help - now you can see that the city really is mostly intact aside from a couple of missing towers.
The city is also getting a lot bigger.
Frezak (GM): Missing?
Apheori (GM): The tops are gone.
Frezak (GM): Sliced? Ripped off? Blown off? Melted?
Apheori (GM): Sliced.
The Gravedigger: Um. SHIP. Could you stop moving, please?
Apheori (GM): Very, very neatly.
Rhu: Are any of the lights moving or flickering? Or are they all stable?
o.0
Greibel: Wait, this is an ocean city?
Apheori (GM): The lights seem stable.
All the cities are floating on the ocean.
Frezak (GM): Say what now?
SHIP: Of course, dear.
Frezak (GM): Floating on the ocean?
What?
Apheori (GM): Yeah.
They're on the water.
Frezak (GM): Raft-cities?
Apheori (GM): Basially.
Frezak (GM): And that's normal?
Apheori (GM): More like really big... barge cities.
For Sarathi, yes.
Greibel: Okay, important question
Ocean planets do exist
Apheori (GM): There is a landmass.
Greibel: Is this a planet in which it's mostly ocean?
Oh okay
Apheori (GM): They ignored it.
Greibel: XD
Rhu: So there are no lights on land (ex floating cities) at all?
(that we can see from up here?)
Apheori (GM): Right.
You're right next to this city now, though, mind.
Rhu: I don't like landing on a city on water. What if we can't get off?
On the other hand, this does look like where the action is.
Apheori (GM): It's not likely to sink unless there's a serious explosion.
And by serious, I mean the entire thing goes out.
It's a common technology you probably grew up around or something.
I dunno.
Rhu: I'm worried about us getting stuck on the city. But that was a question for the party.
Apheori (GM): Though that needn't stop you from being paranoid.
Rhu: It won't.
Greibel: Yeah, we're used to this
Floating cities have been commonplace for hundreds of years
Apheori (GM): Flying cities, too. But those are more expensive.
Frezak (GM): Do we have some way of... telecommanding the ship?
Rhu: Are any of the cities within visual distance from the land mass? Or are they all right in the middle of the sea?
Apheori (GM): You have earpieces that you can use to communicate with each other and with the ship. Or you will if you pick them up.
We'll need to sort out inventory when you get off.
They all look pretty far out to sea on the map.
It's hard to tell they scales, though.
the
SHIP: I miss squirrels.
Rhu: Sigh. I guess we should land on one of the cities, then. Maybe Meregan? The one we're hovering over at the mo'?
The Gravedigger: ANy reason why not?
Rhu: SHIP: Tell me more about squirrels?
SHIP: I can land you near a complete lack of squirrels.
Greibel: Yes, I too would like to learn about these "squirrels"
SHIP: They're nice, you know.
These squirrels.
Fuzzy little things.
Burrow into the skulls of humans and eat their brains.
Rhu: Because it's a city on water. I don't like cities on water. That's a terrible idea. But it seems to be our gate straight into ... whatever is going on here.
SHIP: A Nadri invention, I believe.
Bear Soup Guy: Is it okay if I invite someone in here to watch our game?
SHIP: Do you know any Nadri?
Radek: They /would/ do something like that.
Rhu steps backwards until he can see the escape pods from where he's standing.
SHIP sighs lengthily.
Apheori (GM): There's a bit of a bump as the ship lands on one of the city's parking lots.
Bear Soup Guy: I don't think I care.
Bear Soup Guy: Okie dokie
It's Kip, by the way
Apheori (GM): Yes.
Bear Soup Guy: He's intrigues by space hippies
Rhu gets the fuck off the shop, pausing only to grab one of the earphones.
Rhu: ship, not shop
Bear Soup Guy: Uh oh, how do I invite people?
Apheori (GM): Send him the link, I think.
GUYS. INVENTORY.
Ganelon: Yes.
Okay, so I need my tools.
The Gravedigger: I have... Lots of stuffs.
Frezak (GM): Shit.
OOC
Bear Soup Guy: I have some thing I don't know how to use
things*
Apheori (GM): OOC?
Oh.
Frezak (GM): Most of my gear is on my Journal.
Apheori (GM): Right.
Ganelon: Yeah, look at my journal as well.
Bear Soup Guy: That didn't work so somebody add KipTardis89@gmail.com to the thing or something
Rhu: I have my maul and handgun. An amulet with a maze insignia is my implement and hangs around my neck. I am wearing cloth armour.
Bear Soup Guy: If that's a thing
Ganelon: There's only one thing not listed there, and that's whatever I require to do alchemy and other such pursuits.
Rhu: Plus the Adventurer's Kit.
Frezak (GM): I'll just need to know what... Company things we get. Gun, earpiece, map ?
Apheori (GM): Radio thingies (earpiece), sidearms that are supposed to shoot lasers (you can leave those on the ship, though, if you don't want them), flashlights,
At least one of you will have a projection map and a tablet computery thing.
Bear Soup Guy: I'm going to go to the store to buy more beer and catch up when I get back
Also add that kip guy
So
Gaurav: Can we take a full Adventurer's Kit each? That includes rope, torches (i.e. flashlights), and a bunch of other useful things.
Apheori (GM): Yeah, you should probably each have one of those too.
Ganelon: Dibs on the computer.
Greibel is struck with a case of debilitating diarrhea, most likely from some hallucinogen Rhu gave him that he didn't trust to use on himself
Gaurav: o.0
Apheori (GM): And some dried food, water, a couple flashdrive type things...
Frezak (GM): I have trail rations, light items, a grappling hook, rope, bag, more bag, bottles, bed roll and my weaponry.
(Shovel, spade, armour, shield)
(handaxes)
Apheori (GM): And you all have these fancy jackets that are supposed to deflect energy weapons, but are three sizes too small for some reason.
Gaurav: Okay, my inventory is in my character bio as well now.
Frezak (GM): Can we use them as hats?
Apheori (GM): Yes.
Frezak (GM): Or split them open and use them as cloaks?
Apheori (GM): Or that.
Frezak (GM): So if some shoots lasers we all just turn our backs on them?
Synchronised?
Apheori (GM): You could probably give yours to a smaller character, to.
Snrk.
Frezak (GM): That's a point.
Ganelon: "Squad! About-face!"
Frezak (GM): Anyone want a laser-proof jacket thing?
Ganelon: "Show them your backs!'
Frezak (GM): SHOW THEM THE SKIN OF YOUR BUTTS, MEN
SHIP: I am so depressed.
The Gravedigger: Still the Squirrel thing?
SHIP: There never even were any squirrels.
Rhu: I'm sorry to hear that, SHIP. (to others) Does anybody know how to undepress a ship?
... did anybody know ships could get depressed? Because I didn't.
The Gravedigger: I don't know anything about ships.
I spent the last century digging holes.
Ganelon: I suppose I would know that?
What's the answer, though?
Rhu: I was punching people. They were worth punching, but ... I wish I'd stopped to learn more about ships.
Apheori (GM): Ships don't normally get depressed unless they're damaged.
Frezak (GM): Uh-oh.
Apheori (GM): And normally if that happens they check with the cloud and there's an alert and you're alerted.
Except this didn't happen.
Rhu: Huh.
Apheori (GM): And suddenly this occurs to you.
Frezak (GM): Occurs to WHO?
Apheori (GM): Gan's guy.
Frezak (GM): The techie people?
Rhu: I just want to double-check that I am in fact standing outside the ship at this point.
Frezak (GM): Must be tough to be the smart guy.
Radek: I'll check it for damage before we leave the surface.
Apheori (GM): You're standing by the door. The ship hasn't opened it yet.
The Gravedigger: Damage?
SHIP: You think I'm damaged.
That there is something WRONG with me.
The Gravedigger: I NEVER SAID THAT
I LIKE YOUR SANDWICHES
SHIP: He did.
Thank you.
Radek: Yes, my dear, and you're confirming that suspicion rather handily.
SHIP: I think you should leave now.
Radek: I intended to.
The Gravedigger: Oh, don't mind him.
He's a grumpy old man.
SHIP: Take your diarrhetic friend and go.
Radek: I'm the only person here who knows what he's talking about.
The Gravedigger: ONly because we're not talking about holes.
Rhu helps Greibel to his feet and limps with him towards to the door
The Gravedigger: If we were talking about holes, /I/'d be the smart person here.
Apheori (GM): The ship's door slams open and almost sucks Rhu out.
Roll a thingy if you fall on your face.
The Gravedigger: Hey, SHIP! That wasn't very nice.
Ganelon:
rolling 1d20
(
9
)
=
9
Rhu:
rolling 1d20+7 acrobatics check to not fall on my face
(
11
)
+7
=
18
Ganelon: Untrained in acrobatics and no dexterity, so +0.
Apheori (GM): Gan falls on his face.
Er, Ry...
Whatever.
Frezak (GM): I thought it sucked Rhu out.
Apheori (GM): Almost.
Frezak (GM): Since he was at the door with Greibel?
Ganelon: Oh, I thought that was all of us.
Frezak (GM): Huh.
Ganelon: My apologies.
Rhu: Am I outside the ship yet?
Apheori (GM): Sure.
Are you all outside?
Rhu kisses the ground
Apheori (GM): The ship is giving you the silent treatment.
The Gravedigger: Keep safe, SHIP!
Frezak (GM): And I'll plod out and just pick Greibel up.
Hang him over my shoulder.
Rhu: (to Radek) Do you think SHIP will be okay?
Frezak (GM): LIke a sack of hippie potatoes.
Apheori (GM): Radek: It occurs to you that the ship might leave without you.
Heee, hippy potatos.
Ganelon: Who designs a space ship with enough autonomy to leave its crew behind?
The Gravedigger: And don't let any strange men bury you!
That would make me sad.
Apheori (GM): Kanatans (kanai).
Gaurav: Somebody who thinks the ship is worth more than its crew.
The Gravedigger: If someone came and buried you.
Apheori (GM): You should probably check in.
And, uh, report the situation.
Radek probably has a thingy.
Frezak (GM): Out of ship earshot.
Apheori (GM) is helpful.
Frezak (GM): How frequently are we expected to report?
Rhu: Wouldn't the ship have to transmit the message, though? Or do we have independent ways to transmit messages into space?
Apheori (GM): Every so often, or if and when you find anything interesting.
Rhu: SHIP is depressed. I think that qualifies as "interesting".
Apheori (GM): The ship would act as a relay (unless you use something in the city, but that may be broken).
But the ship won't necessarily be able to listen in.
It just need to be in range.
Rhu: Oh! Good.
Apheori (GM): So. Transmit something!
Rhu looks around to see where we've landed.
Apheori (GM): You're in a parking lot. There are some other ships, a couple of which seem to be totalled.
There are various large buildings around.
Ganelon: Okay, so I just need to know something right now.
Frezak (GM): Space ships or atmospheric ships,
*?
Apheori (GM): Both.
And a motorboat.
Frezak (GM): MOTORBOAT
DIBS
Ganelon: Are the designs of any race other than Nissai (his own) something Radek should have respect for?
Or are they all crazy enough to make talking ships that can get offended?
Apheori (GM): Oh, they all are; most just usually don't.
Rhu looks around for some sort of board or signpost which might tell us where we are, like a big sign telling us we're in "Carpark at Evanstone and Mayfair" or something
Apheori (GM): Some of these are nice, some not so nice. Most look like fairly middle-class vessels, not very long-rang or anything.
Apparently it's the East-South Lot, open 22 hours.
Rhu: hah
Radek: I didn't learn to build machines so that I would later be forced to reason with them.
Rhu: any clue which two hours its closed for?
Frezak (GM): How far is the nearest lighted building?
Radek: If something is wrong with our ship - besides how it was made in the first place - I'm sure I can find out.
Apheori (GM): You aren't even sure how many hours are in the Sarathi day.
Rhu: Oooh, right, the lights. Yes.
Apheori (GM): You can't actually see any of the lights from here, though.
The Gravedigger: What, you think something fiddled with it, Radek?
Frezak (GM): But we'd have an idea.
Apheori (GM): You think one of them might have been on the other side of the nearby round one, though.
Frezak (GM): Sounds like a place to be.
Rhu: I wouldn't. I had my eyes closed for most of the time after the ship started getting depressed. Don't like ships. Especially depressed ships.
Radek: I'm not making any guesses until I've had a look. Recent events suggest that a look is necessary, that's all.
Apheori (GM): Report in first.
Or don't, but say you ain't.
Rhu: Radek: can you do the report? I think you've got the tablet-computer thing.
"make the report" even
The Gravedigger: Yeah. Do that thing.
I'm gonna check out this motorboat.
The Gravedigger makes "brrrrm brrrrm" noises.
Ganelon: I shall do the thing.
Frezak (GM): DO THE THING
Ganelon: What does this involve?
Apheori (GM): It looks like a rather nice, but broken motorboat.
Frezak (GM): How broken?
Apheori (GM): Gan: You call in, tell them what you found.
You don't have any data to send, so just call.
Rhu: Things to report: lights randomly spread over the planet.
Ganelon: Right then.
Apheori (GM): There's a large hole in the bottom.
Frezak (GM): Neat or ragged?
Rhu: We have landed in Meregan after our ship started acting ... unhappy.
Ganelon: Who/what am I calling? Does the company have a name or is "The Company" its name?
Rhu: There are spaceships and airships abandoned here. We'll report back when we have more.
Apheori (GM): It looks like someone punched an armoured fist through it.
You have a number.
And everyone just calls it the company, apparently.
Ganelon: Alright, I'll call this number.
Rhu walks over to Gravy and admires the hole in his motorboat
Frezak (GM): What kind of hole is it?
Smooth or ragged? If ragged, punched from above or below?
Apheori (GM): Ragged. Above.
Frezak (GM): Hmmm.
Apheori (GM): Gan: A secretary answers and responds very cluelessly.
The Gravedigger: This looks weird.
Are the other ships broken too?
Radek: Yes, hello, this is the genius speaking.
Apheori (GM): Go look.
Secretary: Are you calling for one?
Sorry, what?
Radek: You hired me to investigate the cataclysm of Sarathi. This is a report.
Secretary: Oh, right, of course!
We still needed to get you set up in our computers, but it should all be in order now.
Secretary gives instructions on how to send the notes directly into the database.
Secretary: Just hit the button when you're done and it'll all update.
Bear Soup Guy: Okay I'm back
Are we still in the ship?
Radek: Marvelous. We've already landed and I'll be taking readings before the day is finished, but first, our ship has been behaving strangely.
Frezak (GM): I'll go look at the other ships.
No, we're just outside.
Secretary: That's terrible! Include it in the report.
Is there anything else you need?
Ganelon: Oh, what, she doesn't want to hear about my problems personally?
Greibel staggers outside, keeping his legs apart as much as possible
Ganelon: I'm playing an old person. This will not do.
Greibel: I don't hate you Rhu, I just wish you would've warned me
Apheori (GM): You get the idea the company isn't the best organised.
Frezak (GM): I may not be an engineer.
I may not be a mechanic.
I may not be a metallurgist.
IF THERE'S ONE THING I KNOW.
IT'S HOLES.
Radek: Yes, I would like to register a complaint.
Apheori (GM): Since they didn't set it up properly.
Greibel: Wait, it was Radek
Apheori (GM): The ship locked you out.
Greibel: Radek is the other kind-of hippie
Radek gave me some diarrhea drugs
Secretary: What kind of complaint?
Rhu: Yes. All I smoke are cigarettes.
Secretary: Did I hear someone mention drugs?
Radek: The rest of the crew that I've been saddled with are some of the most aggravating people I've ever had the misfortune of dealing with.
The Gravedigger: That's not very nice.
Greibel: One love, man
Greibel whinces
Secretary: I'm sorry, this doesn't fall under any of the designated categories for appropriate complaints.
Radek: Well, it should!
Secretary: Is there anything else?
Greibel: Who is this secretary person?
Rhu: Can we file a complaint against the inadequate complaint categories?
(I say to Radek, not the secretary)
Apheori (GM): Radek called in to make a report.
Got a secretary, found out they were supposed to be using an app to add them directly to the database and that it hadn't been set up yet when they left.
Radek: Yes. My legs are quite tired and your bloody ship has flown off in a state of depression. No doubt I'll need to walk everywhere to get this job done, now.
I expect no less than a significant increase in salary for this affront.
Secretary: I am terribly sorry about that.
You have a nice day, now.
Secretary hangs up.
Radek: Hrmph.
Rhu: Wait, SHIP hasn't taken off yet, has it? It's still here, just unhappy and with a locked door?
Apheori (GM): Hasn't taken off, no.
Ganelon: I thought it took off.
Oh, my bad.
Change it to "locked us out" then.
Apheori (GM): Meh, you can say whatever you want, no?
Ganelon: Well yeah, but just because I'm quite possibly becoming senile doesn't mean I'm a compulsive liar.
Rhu: I think we should investigate SHIP before we go in search of the lights. It might tell us something about what's going on.
Frezak (GM): Of course he can make things up.
He's making a report.
Apheori (GM): Right.
Frezak (GM): Yeah, check it for external power cells >.>
Greibel: Woah woah
Frezak (GM): Though I want to check out other ships in the parking lot.
Greibel: This is so Lynchian
Rhu pretends to be investigating the ship but clearly has no idea what I'm doing.
Greibel: Do you think SHIP is holding out on us?
The Gravedigger: Don't be silly.
It gave us sandwiches.
Bad people don't give sandwiches.
Frezak (GM): So, yeah.
Examining shipses.
Apheori (GM): Rhu: The ship looks normal.
Rhu: This looks like a normal ship to me.
Greibel: Oh okay
Apheori (GM): Frezak: Other ships look fairly normal too. You find one with a hole in it.
Greibel: I can never tell from the hallucinations
Apheori (GM): Like in the boat.
Frezak (GM): Hmm.
What's the... ground like? Dusty?
Rhu: Greibel: are you any good at technology?
Frezak (GM): By any chance?
Apheori (GM): What the heck is religion?
Greibel: Rhu: let me check
Frezak (GM): What?
Rhu: Radek: maybe you should give the ship a once over? I wouldn't get on board, though, it's liable to take off at any moment.
Bear Soup Guy: Uh...what are the stats that say if I'm good at technology
I assume I'm not because hippie dirt man and stuff
Radek: Yes, yes. Coming.
Frezak (GM): Intelligence.
ANd the DM telling you if you're trained.
Apheori (GM): You're okay with technology, but not very good.
Ganelon: Shall I roll for this?
Apheori (GM): You're a stoned druid.
Bear Soup Guy: Okay
Greibel: I'm a stoned druid Rhu
I can log onto Facebook but don't expect much more than that
Bear Soup Guy: Also guys
Frezak (GM): I will check SHIP for holes.
Apheori (GM): Radek: Sure.
Bear Soup Guy: Somebody invite KipTardis89@gmail.com to the thing
He really wants to watch us dick around
Ganelon:
rolling 1d20+10
(
17
)
+10
=
27
How's SHIP feeling?
Apheori (GM): Digger: Roll too.
Frezak (GM): https://app.roll20.net/join/276367/h3A2Bg
This.
Give him that.
rolling 1D20+8
(
1
)
+8
=
9
haaaag
Bear Soup Guy: Okie doke
SHIP dumps fluid on Gravy.
The Gravedigger: Hey! That's not nice at all!
Apheori (GM): You don't find any holes.
Radek chuckles to himself.
Apheori (GM): Radek: There seems to be some odd burning on the side. It looks like you might have passed through a field of... bad stuff.
Energy stuff.
Apheori (GM) gestures vaguely.
Ganelon: Looks like DAMAGE?
Apheori (GM): Portentially.
Could also be a normal result of space flight.
Things often get burned and crap, but you don't think this is the case.
Frezak (GM): Is the burn where a power cell might located near?
Radek: There's some kind of abnormal damage over here...
Apheori (GM): Those are more in back.
Greibel looks on in bewilderment
The Gravedigger: Not a HOLE, is it?
Rhu: There might be a fire extinguisher on board, but if you think I'm taking my feet off semi-solid land, you are sadly mistaken.
Apheori (GM): Greibel: Roll a d20.
Ganelon: I don't suppose my magical talents would come in handy identifying the sort of energy, hm?
Apheori (GM): You could try.
Ganelon: I will try.
Apheori (GM): Magic and energy go together.
Ganelon:
rolling 1d20+10
(
20
)
+10
=
30
Gaurav: WOAH
Ganelon: Wow, I'm doing great today.
Frezak (GM): THE CURSE IS COMING, GAN.
Apheori (GM): Dammit, that means I need to figure out what it was myself. >.>
Frezak (GM): RADEK IS DOOOMED.
Ganelon: I know. It harrows me with fear and wonder.
Mostly fear.
Apheori (GM): RAHB: ROLL!
Gaurav: Oh crap, Frezak's right. Don't roll all your high numbers out at once!
DM: you could redirect the natural 20 to something else if you need to, like have Radek see something in one of the buildings or something. I think.
Greibel: OH SORRY
Just roll a normal d20?
Apheori (GM): Radek: It looks like the sort of scouring that results from improper portal creation, like part of the hull went through a dimensional shift and burned slightly.
Yes.
Frezak (GM): Crumbs.
Greibel:
rolling 1d20
(
1
)
=
1
XD
Apheori (GM): Radek: You also realise there could be much more significant damage inside if this is the case.
Ganelon: Oh my.
Gaurav: Uh oh
Apheori (GM): Greibel: You see a squirrel.
Rhu speaks into my earpiece: "SHIP! Look! Squirrel!"
Apheori (GM): Rhu: You didn't see it.
Greibel slowly approaches the squirrel
Rhu: Oh. Never mind then.
Radek: This... could be serious. Internal damage, maybe.
Greibel doesn't wish to explain all the details of communing with nature and the like, but ends up placidly petting the squirrel
Ganelon: Did *we* go through any portals?
Apheori (GM): The squirrel nibbles and stuff, and rubs its head against Greibel's hand.
Gan: Good question.
Did you?
You didn't notice anything at the time, but...
Greibel: Time and space are a cruel mistress, Rhu or Radek or whoever that was
Apheori (GM): Greibel: Roll again.
Greibel solemn knowingness
Greibel: Roll which>?
Apheori (GM): d20
Greibel: k
rolling 1d20
(
6
)
=
6
Apheori (GM): The squirrel runs off behind some skiffs.
Frezak (GM): We don't see any nearby shops, by any chance?
Greibel: heh heh
Go along little buddy
Apheori (GM): Hmm...
There might be some inside the rounded building.
The others look like office buildings and labs.
Frezak (GM): I will go look at the rounded building.
Radek: Did any of you notice us going through... portals?
Frezak (GM): And see if I can glimpse the light as I do so.
Apheori (GM): It looks like a big rounded building.
The sun is coming up.
Frezak (GM): damn.
Greibel: Every moment of life seems like going through a portal to me
Frezak (GM): DID I notice us going trhough a portal?
Greibel: However if there are shops in those buildings, chances are they're abandoned and we can just take some much needed provsions
Radek: That must be wonderful for you.
Apheori (GM): Rhu noticed some strange static a couple of times on the way down.
He can roll a die if he thinks it matters. Or not.
Rhu: Insight? HIstory?
Apheori (GM): Frezak: You noticed nothing.
Frezak (GM): Hm.
Apheori (GM): Rhu: Whichever. Either it's worth mentioning or you attribute it to being paranoid and not liking the ship.
Rhu:
rolling 1d20+4 insight check
(
18
)
+4
=
22
Apheori (GM): It's worth mentioning, then.
OR so you THINK.
Rhu: I ... thought there was some strange static a couple of times on the way down. It couldn't be that, though, could it? The problem started up in space, before we even came down to his infernal planet.
Also: (to the rising sun) ugh.
THE SUN BEAMS MERRILY.
Apheori (GM): The building
Rhu turns darkly so my back faces the sun, my nemesis, He That Wakes Things In The Morning.
The Gravedigger: Hey, Sun.
Apheori (GM): ´ d doors slide open as Frezak approaches.
The Gravedigger: Awesome.
Apheori (GM): Gravy: Roll a d20.
The Gravedigger: DOORS WORK, GUYS
Frezak (GM):
rolling 1D20
(
6
)
=
6
Radek: I'll have to take a closer look when we have more time.
Apheori (GM): Okay.
Frezak (GM): I'll head into the building, then.
Greibel: Be careful though
Gaurav: Btw I should warn you that it's 3:40am here so I'm absolutely definitely must leave soon. Please go on without me! Rhu can trail along behind you guys.
Rhu: Wait! Don't split the party!
Frezak (GM): SHHH.
Greibel: Maybe the doors and other power-using utilities are only operating on residual backup power
Frezak (GM): Bye, Rave.
Apheori (GM): This might be a good place to break, anyhow.
Greibel: We should make the most of every piower-using decisioon
Frezak (GM): gaaah
Radek: Unintentional transportations can't mean anything good. How bad, I'll find out later.
Gaurav: Soon. I can do another 20 mins
Apheori (GM): Okay.
So y'all are going in?
Gaurav: I'm hoping I'll stop then. But I might not.
Bear Soup Guy: I can stay here for several hours if others can
Frezak (GM): It's only 23 here.
Rhu: I'll going in as long as everybody is going in. Otherwise I'm staying out here.
Frezak (GM): Well, Gravy is going right in.
Ganelon: I'll follow.
Bear Soup Guy: Greibel is ready to go, although is pretty stoned and recovering from his bathroom incident
Apheori (GM) AWAITS.
THE BUILDING AWAITS.
Apheori (GM): Dammit.
Greibel, roll a d20 as you go in.,
Bear Soup Guy: Where am I going into?
Apheori (GM): Everyone else: You enter the building and wind up in a lobby. It is pleasantly cooled, and smells like peppermint for some reason. There's nobody around.
Everything is shiny.
The building, probably.
Frezak (GM): Desk.
Desk?
Lobby?
Bear Soup Guy: oh okay
d20 then
rolling 1d20
(
16
)
=
16
Rhu reaches out and touches a wall. "Shiny", he says.
Apheori (GM): Greibel, on the other hand, sees corpses everywhere.
Rhu: Man, I wonder how they kept this place so clean. Not a speck anywhere.
The Gravedigger: It really is.
Rhu: Are there any ways out of this room?
Apheori (GM): Greibel sees Rhu walk through a corpse on the way to the wall.
The Gravedigger: Maybe there's a little robot with a vaccum cleaner thing.
Or a magic dust-killing spell!
Greibel: WOOOOOOAH
WHAT
WHAT
Apheori (GM): There are some stairs up, and some shops/service places off the the sides.
Rhu: Gotta be robots. No other way.
Greibel: Guys, we need to get out of here, right now
Rhu reads the shop l--
Apheori (GM): The lobby also goes as a hall through the place to doors on the other side.
Rhu: What? Why?
The Gravedigger: What, not enough drugs?
Greibel: Look at these people
These were not natural deaths...
The Gravedigger: I'll go check this shop.
Maybe find a city map or something.
Apheori (GM): Rhu: They have a chiropractor!
Radek: What people?
Rhu:
rolling 1d20+11 perception check to see if I can see anything -- I'm not looking for corpses, just ... whatever has Greibel alarmed.
(
13
)
+11
=
24
Apheori (GM): Gravey walks into a bookeyshop.
The Gravedigger cheerfully call "shut up, druggie" over his shoulder.
Apheori (GM): Rhu: You smell something weird, like ozone, behind the peppermint.
Frezak (GM): I'll look for mappy things. Or... newspapers.
Or news thigns.
Greibel: Gods dammit Gravedigger!
Apheori (GM): Rhu: You also feel like you're missing something important.
Greibel: You may not see the implements of my soul, but you can't tell me you don't see the agonized faces of these tortured corpses!
The Gravedigger: Yes I can!
Rhu carefully looks at all the shops, one by one.
Greibel: Radek! You can see this! Can't you?
Apheori (GM): The books are all collectors' editions of famous works.
Greibel: You know the pain of perception!
Frezak (GM): Bah.
I'll try to find a shop that might have news things.
Greibel shakes Radek by the shoulders
Rhu: Guys. Something's not right.
I can't put my finger on it.
Ganelon: I suppose I'll have a look.
Rhu: It's ... not the cleanliness.
Ganelon: Perception?
Rhu: What's that smell?
Rhu walks up to the chiropractor and looks in the window
Apheori (GM): Greibel: Roll a d20.
Greibel: Rhu, that is the smell of DEATH
Frezak (GM): Perception on smells
rolling 1D20+8
(
16
)
+8
=
24
Greibel:
rolling 1d20
(
10
)
=
10
Apheori (GM): Rhu: You too.
Rhu laughs
Rhu: I'm smelled death. That is _not_ death.
I've*
rolling d20
(
2
)
=
2
Apheori (GM): Greibel: Some of the corpses fade out of sight.
Greibel stands in awe
Greibel tries to remember his teachings
Apheori (GM): Frezak: It smells like bad magic. Like that time you tried to bury an illusion.
Radek: Your breath is awful, but I wouldn't describe it as lethal. Get off of me.
Greibel slowly calms
Frezak (GM): Hey, guys!
The Gravedigger: Guys!
Guys guys guys!
Apheori (GM): Rhu: The glass disappears and you fall through into the shop.
Rhu: What's up, Gravy?
The Gravedigger: This doesn't smell like peppermint.
Rhu Man, this glass is so ---
The Gravedigger: It smells like.... illuuuusion.
Greibel: Everybody, I know I'm an outcast and a substance abuser but listen to me
Rhu falls through glass
The Gravedigger: I tried burying one once.
It was hard.
Radek perks up immediately.
Rhu: Er
Radek: Illusions?!
Rhu: Glass doesn't just ... disappear, does it?
The Gravedigger: I swear on my best shovel.
Greibel: I may be hallucinating, but I saw many dead, lying here as though in repose
The Gravedigger waves his best shovel.
Greibel: These may be the illusions of a madman
Rhu stands up and walks over to Gravy
Greibel: I think they are impartions from a cosmic force beyond our own
Something happened here
Rhu: Something's wrong with the glass. It just ... vanished.
Greibel: And we are tasked to find out what that was
The Gravedigger: That sounds illlusory.
Rhu taps on the glass at the bookstore Gravy is standing outside of.
The Gravedigger: Radek! You can do magic, right?
Do... something?
Greibel: Well, gravedigger, you and I are wont to disagree
but I believe that these corpses did not simply vanish
Frezak (GM): I'm gonna just start poking random things with my shovel.
Greibel: Someone used to live here
Did you not notice the lack of skeletons?
Bodies?
Rotting flesh?
Radek: Of course I can do magic.
Apheori (GM): The Gravedigger pokes a bunch of things with his shovel. They seem like... things.
Greibel: Is this place not immaculately clean for a highly populated area suddenly abandoned?
Apheori (GM): Solid things.
The Gravedigger: Maybe they were all buried, Greibel.
BURIAL IS A THING THAT HAPPENS.
Ganelon: I will do magic.
Frezak (GM): DO MAGIC.
Ganelon: With the intent to remove illusions.
Alright?
Rhu taps the glass outside the bookstore again.
Greibel: Gravedigger I do not deny your skill at burial
Apheori (GM): It's glass.
Greibel: Which is why you must know that burial is a complicated process
Apheori (GM): Gan: Do it.
Greibel: To bury all those alive in this thriving metropolis would take weeks
Ganelon:
rolling 1d20+10
(
17
)
+10
=
27
Greibel: Much longer than the time since the blackouts
Frezak (GM): Maybe it was someone that was REALLY GOOD at burying.
Rhu: Huh.
Ganelon: I'm so terrified of the first time this is going to fair.
Greibel: And it would leave a societal trace in these buildings not felt now
Ganelon: Fail*
Frezak (GM): That could do lots of people at once!
Apheori (GM): Several dead bodies appear as if out of nowhere, though not nearly as many as Greibel saw before.
The Gravedigger: Maybe it was someone that was REALLY GOOD at burying.
That could do lots of people at once!
Rhu: HOLY CRAP
Greibel: There! Do you see them?!
The Gravedigger: Huh.
Radek: Bloody illusions.
The Gravedigger: Dead people.
IT'S SHOVEL TIME.
Radek: Ask me sooner next time.
Greibel: You called me a fool. I called me a....well a fool also, but still,. I knew what was going on
Apheori (GM): A large fish also rolls down the stairs.
The Gravedigger: hey!
I just called you a druggie.
Frezak (GM): How large?
Apheori (GM): Almost gravedigger-sized.
Rhu: Gah! Fish!
Frezak (GM): WOW.
THAT IS A BIG FISH.
Apheori (GM): Yes.
Frezak (GM): Anyone in danger of being crushed by the rolling fish?
Rhu: Does the fish smell bad?
Apheori (GM): It smells like a fish, but it's not rotting yet.
It's still coming down the stairs and you all probably saw it.
It's not going very quickly.
Greibel: Gravedigger: I take no offense to your insinuation. It's true after all. However, AHHHHHH FISH
Frezak (GM): RUUUN
Ganelon: A living fish?
The Gravedigger: FLEE
THE FISH HAVE COME
Apheori (GM): It's dead.
Frezak (GM): I will evade the fish.
Apheori (GM): It continues to roll slowly down the stairs.
...it stops at the base.
Frezak (GM): I'll poke it.
Bravely.
Apheori (GM): With your shovel?
Rhu: WAIT
Frezak (GM): No, i'll use my spade for this.
Apheori (GM): The spade pierces the fish's scales.
Rhu: It might be pressurized. Like a sperm whale.
Apheori (GM): It jiggles a bit.
Frezak (GM): WOW.
Apheori (GM): Like a fish.
Frezak (GM): THAT IS A SOGGY FISH.
The Gravedigger: This fish is lacking in structural integrity.
Gaurav: haha
The fish sits there.
The Gravedigger leans near the fish head.
The Gravedigger: HELLO? IS SOMEONE IN THERE?
The fish does nothing.
Frezak (GM): With my 18 Con lungs.
The Gravedigger: I think it's empty, guys.
Frezak (GM): Does the fishflesh look weird at all?
The fish emits a loud belching noise and collapses slightly.
The Gravedigger: It's farting, guys!
Apheori (GM): It looks like fish.
Fairly ordinary.
Rhu: It's how they communicate.
Apheori (GM): Greibel: Roll a d20.
Frezak (GM): Do we know if this size is ordinary for this planet?
Apheori (GM): Greibel or Radek may. Is there a random knowledge skill?
Greibel: RIGHT!
rolling 1d20
(
15
)
=
15
Rhu: Nature? Streetwise (at a stretch)?
Ganelon: You can't really be trained in random knowledge.
Greibel: Yeah, it might be nature
But more likely a more scientific deal
Apheori (GM): Streetwise or nature. Add whatever's higher and roll.
Ganelon: Nature for sure.
Or Heal.
Rhu: I have a decent nature for some reason. Hmm.
Apheori (GM): Market values for fish is important.
Greibel: Greibel is in tune with nature, and can probably relate to it on most planets, but he's still not very versed beyond his own planet and at first things might be weird to him on other worlds
Ganelon: Heal because it involves medical knowledge.
Rhu:
rolling 1d20+6 nature check to examine the fish and recollect information on local fishes
(
4
)
+6
=
10
Apheori (GM): Whatever roll something.
It looks like a fish and seems fairly normal as far as you can tell.
Greibel: Well it's a big fish then
Rhu walks over to the closest corpse and examines that instead.
Apheori (GM): Greibel: Roll.
Rhu:
rolling 1d20+11 perception check to examine corpse
(
16
)
+11
=
27
Greibel: Where do me and, was it Rhu, me and Rhu or Radek or whoever I stayed with come froM?
Apheori (GM): Somewhere else. >.>
Greibel: I ROLLED BEFORE
Rhu: You stayed iwth me, I think.
Apheori (GM): That was something else!
Greibel: Do I need a 20 again?
Being high is hard work
Apheori (GM): Yeah, and add a relevant skill. This is about the fish.
Greibel: Okay I stayed wit Rhu
Oh okay
What about the fish?
What's relevant?
Nature?
Frezak (GM): Why can't I roll Nature?
Rhu: Do a nature check. You're a hippie, that should be your strong suit!
Apheori (GM): Rhu: The corpse looks like it might have asphyxiated, but there's no indication how.
Frezak (GM): BECAUSE IT IS A FISH.
Greibel: Nature IS my strong suit
But what am I rolling?
D20 plus nature?
Apheori (GM): Frezak: The dead elf corpse, not the fish.
Rhu was looking at the other bodies.
Greibel: Yeah.
Rhu: This corpse looked like it asphyxiated. Maybe the fish fell on it ... before?
Frezak (GM): Oh.
Apheori (GM): Snrk.
Radek: Does it smell like fish?
Frezak (GM): I'm gonna go see if there are more fish at the top of the stairs?
Apheori (GM): Rhu: IT doesn't smell like fish.
Rhu smells the corpse he's next to.
Frezak (GM): Maybe there is a fish hive.
Rhu: ...
if there's a Fish King here, I'm leaving.
Apheori (GM): The gravedigger goes up the stairs.
Gravedigger: Roll a d20.
Frezak (GM):
rolling 1D20
(
14
)
=
14
Apheori (GM): Okay.
You come to the top of the stairs and find more shops and offices and things.
There aren't any bodies or fish, but there are some potted plants.
Frezak (GM): Wait.
Was the fish... damp?
Greibel: Sorry my roll thing
Apheori (GM): Nope.
Frezak (GM): A dry fish?
Apheori (GM): Yup.
Greibel:
rolling 1d20 + 11
(
7
)
+11
=
18
Apheori (GM): Greibel: Damn.
Frezak (GM): Can I seek the smell of fish? To see how far it goes on this level?
Apheori (GM): Sure.
Frezak (GM):
rolling 1D20+8
(
19
)
+8
=
27
Greibel: Apparently the smell is pretty weak...
Frezak (GM): NOSTRIL POWER.
Apheori (GM): The fish moved through the air! The air has smell!
Rhu: Everywhere probably smells like fish now.
Apheori (GM): And the gravedigger follows the smell into a nearby shop.
...which is missing.
Rhu: Gravy: don't go too far! Guys: we should go up after him.
Apheori (GM): The floor inside just gives way to open air outside the building.
The Gravedigger: GUYS. THE FISH SMELL COMES FROM A SHOP WITH A BIG HOLE.
Apheori (GM): (The door is open.)
Bear Soup Guy: Uh-oh...
Rhu walks up the stairs after Gravy.
Frezak (GM): I'll peek out and see if there are nay fish crawling up the wall.
Bear Soup Guy: Domestic violence upstairs....maybe
Apheori (GM): No fish appear to be crawling up the wall.
Frezak (GM): Hmm.
Ganelon: I've got no reason to stick around on the lower level.
Bear Soup Guy: Hold on, I'm gonna call someone
Ganelon: I'll head up.
Frezak (GM): GHOSTBUSTERS
Apheori (GM): Gan: Roll a d20.
Ganelon:
rolling 1d20
(
13
)
=
13
Apheori (GM): You see some strange shimmering in the air as you go up the stairs, but it disappears when you pass.
Frezak (GM): Maybe you should try to dissilude every new place.
Ganelon: I suspect illusions, yeah.
Apheori (GM) giggles.
Frezak (GM): Can i try to smell more illusions? And would I have a bonus for knowing the smell i'm looking for?
Apheori (GM): No bonus, but yes.
Frezak (GM):
rolling 1D20+8
(
10
)
+8
=
18
My trusty nose.
Always up for some nasality.
Apheori (GM): You can't tell one way or another.
Frezak (GM): Hmm.
The Gravedigger: I can't smell any illllluuuusions over this fish smell. Sorry, guys.
Ganelon: I see everything the same way he does, right? Same shop with a hole and all that?
Apheori (GM): Yes.
Rhu: We need to assume that everything is illusory here.
Ganelon: I'll start by putting a foot down past where the floor would normally be.
Rhu carefully edges along the wall.
The Gravedigger: WAIT.
Frezak (GM): I will poke the ground with my spade.
Apheori (GM): Your foot stops where the floor would be.
Frezak (GM): And push the skinny old man away.
Rhu: ... huh
Apheori (GM): The spade, however, goes through without resistence.
Rhu: HUH
Ganelon: More grumbling about illusions ensues.
The Gravedigger: Waht.
This is perplexing.
Frezak (GM): I'll pull out an axe.
Ganelon: Do you know what it means to "take 5" in D&D, Apheori?
Apheori (GM): Nope!
Frezak (GM): And drop it onto the space where the shovel went through.
Bear Soup Guy: Sorry about that I had to call 911 about domestic violence
Literally
Frezak (GM): What.
Ganelon: Spend 5 in-game minutes to do a skill check with a fixed roll of 10.
Frezak (GM): I thought you were talking about fish.
Apheori (GM): RAHB: Hopefully it wasn't the woman doing it. They'll arrest the man.
Bear Soup Guy: And I'm also drunk
Frezak (GM): WHOOOO
Bear Soup Guy: No it's the man
Apheori (GM): Good.
Gaurav: RAHB: Ouch. Hope things turn out well.
Bear Soup Guy: I've heard indications the man is a shithole but never anthing evident enough
Apheori (GM): Okay, so the axe clatters and lands on nothing.
Ganelon: Also, my bad, it's called taking 10.
Apheori (GM): Ganelon: Hmm.
Bear Soup Guy: I think they're lulled into enough of a sense of security now where they feel I won't repot anytthing
Aaaaaaaaand my typijng is shot
Ganelon: I can just *not* do it if you prefer.
Gaurav: Ganelon: What's a "fixed roll of 10"?
Apheori (GM): You can do it with some things.
Not others.
Ganelon: As in, rather than a 1d20, it's just 10.
Bear Soup Guy: Right so they won't trace it to me and stuff so
Ganelon: But it takes time to do.
Bear Soup Guy: Back to playing I gues
Apheori (GM): Gan: If you do it, Greibel has to roll a sanity check.
Frezak (GM): I'll take my axe back.
Greibel: Give me a reader's digest of what happened, I had an acid flachback
Gaurav: BSG: take care, dude.
Frezak (GM): And be perplexed.
Ganelon: I'll pass for now.
And just do the more immediate un-illusioning.
Rhu: Greibel: Gravy followed the fish smell up to the second floor and into a storefront which, ah, doesn't exist.
Frezak (GM): Flashcast that shit, dude.
Bear Soup Guy: Nah I ain't leaving
Ain't much I can do
Ganelon:
rolling 1d20+10
(
11
)
+10
=
21
Apheori (GM): What was the last thing you saw?
Bear Soup Guy: 911 was cool about it though. hell they're probably here now for all I know
Rhu: Radek stepped into the non-existent storefront and his foot made contact with an invisible floor.
Bear Soup Guy: Oh that's cool
Rhu: We are now investigating the nature of this invisible floor. And rolling sanity checks. Which are a bad, bad sign.
Apheori (GM): Radek casts the thingy and it seems to... not entirely work. Nothing really happens. On the other hand, he does notice that the shop is partially there. Sort of.
Greibel: I mean, Oh that's far out
Apheori (GM): If he looks at it right.
Greibel: Shop Of Illusions!
The Gravedigger rolls his shoulders.
The Gravedigger: Okay, guys, stand back.
Let's sort this thing out.
Frezak (GM): okay, so.
Rhu: Two options: we could hold one end of the rope and let someone else walk into this non-shop shop with the other end.
Or two: Greibel turns himself into a spider and does the same thing, but with silk.
Frezak (GM): My encounter power, 'roots of stone', creates a burst of rippling earth.
Rhu: (there might be other options)
Frezak (GM): I would like to use that power to shake up the shop floor.
Rhu: oooh
Frezak (GM): See if we can break the illusion Gravy-style.
Ganelon: By breaking the floor?
Rhu: Might it cause bits of the floor to break? If some break and some are invisible, things could get ... complicated.
Ganelon: Yeah, I think Radek will stand back at this proposition.
Frezak (GM): Just the edge, where it looks broken.
Greibel: I will totally turn into a spiderr
Rhu: Can Greibel turn himself into a hummingbird and go ... hover over things?
WAIT
Greibel: If that's what needs to happen because spiderrs seriously give me quite a rush
Rhu: Can we ask SHIP to fly over and hover outside the building? And use its sensors to poke at the invisible shop?
Frezak (GM): I think it's sulking.
Radek: Now if only you could turn into a productive member of society.
Ganelon: (My own opinion of Greibel is significantly higher)
Apheori (GM): Hee.
The Gravedigger: Seriously.
I'm up for breaking this shit.
Ganelon: I did sign on for playing the mean old guy, though.
Frezak (GM): We're only one floor up.
I can take that fall, no problem.
Apheori (GM): There's a significantly longer drop.
Frezak (GM): What?
Apheori (GM): The lot, it turns out, was several floors up. Underneath the lack of shop there are some other towers and ocean.
Frezak (GM): Ah.
Anything we can tie me to?
A nice pillar, for instance?
Apheori (GM): A handrail on a wall nearby.
Aren't any pillars.
Rhu: o.0
Frezak (GM): Does it look like it would hold my weight?
Apheori (GM): A couple of stakes in the ground.
Rhu: I suggest we tie the lightest member of the party on to you.
Apheori (GM): It could.
Frezak (GM): How much of a could?
Rhu: Anything on the ceiling? A ceiling fan hook?
Ganelon: ...What good would that do?
Frezak (GM): I am really heavy.
Apheori (GM): There's also a bridge a few feet away above where the shop had been, if you can grapple it.
Or maybe go to it the next floor up.
Frezak (GM): Well, I have 50 feet of rope.
Anyone with an adventurer kit has the same.
And I HAVE a grappling hook.
Rhu: We can also tie you with multiple ropes. But I still think we should get Greibel to do the flying-animal-or-insect thing.
Frezak (GM): Sure, if he can.
Rhu: it's safer, simpler, and -- given that BSG is drunk -- much more amusing.
unless the entire room collapses or something
Frezak (GM): If the DM says yes, sounds safer.
Apheori (GM): Go for it.
Frezak (GM): TURN INTO A PIGEON.
A HUNTING PIGEON OF PREY.
Gaurav: haahaha
Bear Soup Guy: Okay sorry I did other thingd
Should I turn into a flying animal?
Frezak (GM): yeah,and poke around.
Gaurav: What about dragonfly? Excellent hovering capability, dragonflies.
Apheori (GM): Mass conversion.
Remember mass conversion.
Frezak (GM): A swarm of pigeons.
Frezak (GM): A SWARM.
OF PIGEONS.
A ROYAL PIGEON SWARM.
Frezak (GM): DO IT NOW.
Rhu: That is the best idea anybody has ever had ever
Frezak (GM): NOW.
Rhu: I am in awe
I need to sit down
Rhu sits down against the wall opposite the "shopfront"
Apheori (GM): Rhu: Roll a d20
Bear Soup Guy: I can't turn into swarms because I'm not trained in stuff
Rhu: Crap
rolling 1d20
(
11
)
=
11
Bear Soup Guy: But I'll totally turn into a finch or somethintg
Frezak (GM): Sure you can.
Swarm druids are just better at it.
Apheori (GM): Okay.
Frezak (GM): IF YOU DO NOT TURN INTO A PIGEON SWARM I WILL FIND YOU AND MAKE YOU EAT YOUR LEGS.
Gaurav: 0.0
Bear Soup Guy: oh okay
So I can do swarm but I'm not great at it but that's mostly a combat thing
Frezak (GM): yarr.
Greibel turns into a swarm of pigeons
Frezak (GM): WHOOOO
Apheori (GM): Several of the pigeons immediately fly into the wall and fall on the ground, dazed.
The Gravedigger: HOLY FUCK, GUYS.
GREIBEL JUST GOT EATEN BY PIGEONS.
Rhu rubs my eyes
Rhu: err, his eyes
Greibel: WHAT NO I AM PIGEONS
Frezak (GM): That is the best line yet, BSG.
Greibel: +D
Ganelon: I have no comment other than this one, to tell you that I am amused.
Bear Soup Guy: As am I
I have to take a minute to order some e-liquid and the I am completely devoted to this
Frezak (GM): Can we find tins of soup or paint or flour or some liquid or powder in any of the shops?
Apheori (GM): So what'll you have this swarm of pigeons do? Dance?
Gaurav: e-liquid?
Apheori (GM): Frezak: Some of them might have some.
Do you search?
Frezak (GM): I will go look for such a thing.
Apheori (GM): Okay. You find some.
Frezak (GM): Awesome.
Apheori (GM): Paint and floor cleaner.
Roll a d20.
Frezak (GM):
rolling 1D20
(
9
)
=
9
Apheori (GM): Okay.
You come back with paint and floor cleaner and notice nothing odd.
Aside from the swarm of pigeons.
Frezak (GM): Once the pigeons have cleared, I want to throw paint all over the inside of the mysterious shop.
Apheori (GM): Since the pigeons are just swarming, perhaps you might as well do it now. >.<
Frezak (GM): Sure.
GO, PAINT.
Apheori (GM): You dump paint on where the floor should be.
Some of the paint hits the floor and spreads, showing where it is.
Some of it goes right through it.
Some of it hits, spreads, and then suddenly falls.
The Gravedigger: oh. Crap.
Apheori (GM): You also get some paint on a chair.
Rhu: Why did it do that? And why does it work with paint, and not with spades?
The Gravedigger: You mentioned portals, Radek?
Apheori (GM): It's INVISIBLE.
Rhu: ...
oh crap
The Gravedigger: I think this place is all phasing.
It's.. going between places.
Radek: I have to agree.
The Gravedigger: Things are real and not real.
Both.
its... SCHRODINGER'S SHOP.
Shit's fucked up.
Radek slaps the Gravedigger across the back of the head.
Frezak (GM): can you reach?
My head?
Apheori (GM): If he jumps, sure.
Radek: That isn't how Shrodinger's experiment worked.
Frezak (GM): Also you might as well punch a wall.
The Gravedigger: Maybe you should tell the Company this.
I have made a discovery.
Tell them i'm super smart.
Radek: Valman was the first one to perform in-depth studies into the nature of phasing and other dimensional instabilities.
Hmph.
The Gravedigger: I DISCOVERY ABOUT HERE.
GO DO THE TALKING THING.
Radek: Bah! Fine!
Ganelon: These are just written reports, right?
Frezak (GM): Else I will make a lung attack Vs Fort.
Apheori (GM): Yeah, basically.
Frezak (GM): hey, can we record a video?
Apheori (GM): It's like this app where you fill in some fields and put notes.
Frezak (GM): And have me dump the other stuff?
Apheori (GM): You can record a video.
Frezak (GM): And smile and wave?
Apheori (GM): Sure.
Frezak (GM): because I totally want to do that now.
Rhu: :)
Ganelon: Let's do that.
Frezak (GM): I will.
I'll be waving and grinning and pointing at myself and the floor.
Gaurav: Remember when I said I should really go to bed? Because it was a quarter to 3? That was an hour and ten minutes ago.
So once this video is recorded I am outta here.
Frezak (GM): Oops >.>
Gaurav: Feel free to keep going -- this stuff is awesome! I can read the transcript afterwards.
No no I said it was a quarter to 4 and it is now a quarter to 5. I dub tomorrow Coffee Day.
Ganelon: I wouldn't mind stopping afterwards. It's not exactly too late for me to stay up, but I you needn't miss out and I do have other things I could do.
Bear Soup Guy: I came back and read the stuff but now I'm running back to the ship for the bathroom
Gaurav: I'm also gone all the way 'til Dec 30, so if you're going to play before then, you'll have to do it without me anyway. I really don't mind! The transcripts are going to be awesome.
Apheori (GM): One of you may want to mention how there are probably bathrooms here.
Frezak (GM): No, not really.
I'm busy doing science.
Rhu: (mutters) Don't split the party ... (loudly, to Greibel) THERE MIGHT BE A LOO IN HERE SOMEWHERE
Apheori (GM): The Gravedigger doing science. This is awesome.
The Gravedigger: QUIET.
I AM DOING SCIENCE.
Rhu: Man, we could not have picked a better building for Gravy to ply his trade. IT'S ALL HOLES!
The Gravedigger: is the thing recording yet?
Rhu looks for the red light
Radek: Go ahead.
The Gravedigger waves at the camera thing.
The Gravedigger then splashes the stuff over the floor.
Rhu: So unless the secretary is yet another in a series of illusions, we've now achieved something nobody else has, which is that we landed and sent back a message without dying first.
Frezak (GM): And waving and pointing excitedly.
Apheori (GM): The floating paint, including the stuff on the floor, all falls through at once.
Frezak (GM): Also smiling a lot.
Radek: Hm..
The Gravedigger: THIS IS HOLE SCIENCE.
Apheori (GM): On the chair, I mean.
Radek: Quiet down, they can hear you just fine.
Frezak (GM): I want to unwind some rope, tie an handaxe to it, and swing it around the room to see if it hooks around the chair.
Rhu leans over to see if I can see wehre the paint has fallen to
Apheori (GM): Most of it seems to have hit a roof below.
The rest probably went in the ocean.
Rhu: ... why would you build a roof before a room? Even an invisible room?
Can we see the sky through the "top" of the room?
Apheori (GM): IT'S A FUTURE CITY THING.
Frezak (GM): FUTURE.
Apheori (GM): FUTURE.
Gaurav: haha. The stylish thing is to have a roof below a floor below a roof below a floor.
Apheori (GM): Rob: Roll a d20.
Gaurav: It's how you know you've arrived.
Bear Soup Guy: THE ECIG GUYS CHARGE A LOT FOR SHIPPING AND THEN ALSO I READ STUFF
Radek: We believe this space to be part of a dimensional instability of some sort.
Bear Soup Guy: Oh me roll a d20
rolling 1d20
(
15
)
=
15
Apheori (GM): Damn you.
Radek: The floor seems to be changing states between tangible and intangible constantly.
Gaurav: "It's a creepy floor", Rhu adds helpfully.
The Gravedigger: It's here and not.
THis is going to make moving around here very difficult.
Because of holes.
Greibel: We just have to perceive man
Gaurav: This is going to be a minority opinion, but how do we know this isn't some kookie "illusion for the paying public" stunt this mall was doing? Maybe we should go back and focus on the dead guys?
Greibel: It will be hard but valuable
Apheori (GM): Gaurav: Your guy should mention that.
Greibel: You have no idea how happy Gravy is.
This is all he hoped and more.
All he needs now is some to bury.
Gaurav: oops, sorry
Frezak (GM): OOPS
SOORY.
Bear Soup Guy: Guarav: The paying public generally doesn't want to be fooled though
Frezak (GM): I stole Greibel >.>
Radek: That will be in the report.
Rhu: Wait a minute. how do we know this isn't some kookie "illusion for the paying public" stunt this mall was doing? Maybe we should go back and focus on the dead guys?
Bear Soup Guy: This seems like more than just a gimmick
The Gravedigger: Yes, dead guys!
I'll dig a hole.
Frezak (GM): Actually.
I could tell how long they've been dead.
Bear Soup Guy: OH NO I WAS STOLEN
That was odd
Apheori (GM): Excellent idea.
Rhu: That's true, but ... maybe a crazy scientist did a thing. Maybe another Gravedigger was researching advanced digging, or something. We don't know that this weird room has anything to do with anything apart from the fish.
Frezak (GM): I'll go down and fo that.
Apheori (GM): Hmm, Greibel is still pigeons, isn't he?
Frezak (GM): He is always pigeons.
Rhu: Greibel: come perch on my finger.
Frezak (GM): You'll need a big finger.
Rhu: A Flock of Pigeons.
Frezak (GM): To have a pigeon swarm perch on.
Rhu: just the one to start with?
or do they have to travel together?
Greibel: I guess I'm still pigeons
Frezak (GM): I'll go examine the dead guys for deadness.
Greibel: I forgot I was pigeons but I was the whole time
Apheori (GM): Pigeons: Roll a d20.
Greibel: r/ 1d20
err
rolling 1d20
(
6
)
=
6
Apheori (GM): The dead guys appear to have been dead varying amounts of time - some only a few hours or days, others months, others dessicated entirely, probably preserved by the building's environmental control.
Rhu: Damn
Apheori (GM): They're mostly humans and elves, but some of them are also races you don't recognise, possibly subraces.
The Gravedigger: These dead guys don't have consistent times of deadness.
Bear Soup Guy: Does everybody see all of them now
Apheori (GM): Greibel: You fly out the door into the shop that isn't there, bounce off the far wall, and then wonder where everyone went.
Everyone sees about the same number now, though there are less than you saw initially.
Greibel: Aaaaaah what
Rhu: Dude, we can see your corpses now. Calm down.
Apheori (GM): You failed a sanity check. AS A FLOCK OF PIGEONS.
Greibel: Okay, I have experience with being alone and pensive
Apheori (GM) points and laughs.
Frezak (GM): THE SWARM IS MAAAAAD
Greibel: Can I turn back to elf man?
Frezak (GM): What kind of clothes are they wearing?
Apheori (GM): You can.
Greibel: Cause yeah
The pigeons don't seem to be sane
Lokshmi: Get back inside first.
Greibel: Okay I'm me again and wandering
Rhu: ...
Lokshmi: You... idiot.
Rhu: Did you just turn back into an elf before you left the dreaded room of emptiness?
Frezak (GM): WHo's the god talking to?
Greibel: I think I left and then turned to elf
From shcok value
shock*
Lokshmi: No. You didn't. I had to pull you in.
(Talking to Greibel.)
Apheori (GM): And you realise there's a cat talking to you.
Greibel: Whhaaaaaaaaaat Loksmit
Apheori (GM): You probably don't recognise her.
Rhu: So, the rest of us are downstairs and we can't see all this, right?
Greibel: AAAAAAGH MY MIND
Apheori (GM): Right.
Rhu: Oh look a corpse (examines corpse)
Ganelon: Yeah.
Greibel: What do you need to impart to me locksmith?
Frezak (GM): Did Radek send the report?
Lokshmi: Locksmith?
Apheori (GM): You sent it, yeah.
Frezak (GM): Also, what are the dead guys wearing? What kind of clothes?
Apheori (GM): Then wandered off.
Rhu: We definitely recorded a report. Not sure if we sent it.
Greibel: You say tomato, I say nebula
Apheori (GM): Ordinary to unusual clothes. But there's a fair amount of variation on most worlds so it doesn't seem too odd.
Frezak (GM): Right.
Lokshmi narrows her eyes and watches Greibel suspiciously.
Ganelon: I'll send the report after we have footage of the floor having stuff on it, then becoming intangible.
Which I guess has happened.
Presumably I'm just filling in the written part.
Gaurav: Okay, 1hr 30 mins after my last I-gotta-go pronouncement means I absolutely definitely have to go.
Apheori (GM): Right, then.
Frezak (GM): IS THIS THE END?
Gaurav: This has been waaaaaay more exciting and creepy than I thought it was going to be.
Frezak (GM): Also, sorry for the late night, Rave >.>
Gaurav: no no keep going! I'll read the transcripts once I get a stable internet connection on Dec 30.
Ganelon: See you later!
Apheori (GM): Okay.
Gaurav: and I'll see you all after
Frezak (GM): have funs!
HAPPY HOLES, RAVE.
Apheori (GM): He will be important at some point.
I dunno if he's important yet.
Gaurav: The late night was worth it ^_^ have fun everybody! Take care BSG re: upstairs and all that!
I will have the best of holes
Apheori (GM): Take care.
Gaurav: my character sheet is at https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/19429772/dnd-skype/Rhu.pdf my religion check is +7 my perception is +11 and everybody within 5 sq of me gets a perception of +1
that should be all you need to know
byeeeeeee
Frezak (GM): Oh, elfy bonuses!
Nice!
Apheori (GM): Can someone reformat that?
Also: Do we want to keep going?
Frezak (GM): I do.
But I think Gan had things?
Ganelon: Hm.
Well, yes.
Things that could be delayed.
Frezak (GM): heh.
By how much?
Apheori (GM): Dammit, and I forgot what Lokshmi was actually going to say to the party.
Bloody stoned Greibel and his causing her to show up too soon...
Ganelon: I'm juggling a lot of conversations and other such things.
Frezak (GM): Up to you, Gan.
Ganelon: Then I'll have to politely request that we continue this another day.
Apheori (GM): When shall it be?
Frezak (GM): I'm busy 'till about the 27th.
Ganelon: Well, the 25th is probably going to require me to go do family stuff.
Apheori (GM): 27th works for me.
Ganelon: Other than that, just not on Fridays ('cause that's when I work on details for my own D&D campaign) or Sundays (Frezak's campaign) are fine. Any time.
'Course, the 27th is a Friday.
Well, I can play, just not late.
Bear Soup Guy: Okay I came back
Apheori (GM): Rob: 27th work for you?
Ganelon: Like, really late. Two hours from now would be cutting things close.
Three would be unacceptably late.
Bear Soup Guy: Apheori: no unfortunatelu, well maybe
I have to go to have christmas stuff with my dad and then stay at my sister's house and watch her dogs
Very early 28th is good but only barely
Apheori (GM): Can't you online with dogs?
Frezak (GM): Might as well leave it for the 30th, then.
Bear Soup Guy: We should all just reconvene after these bloody holidays
Frezak (GM): When Rave is back.
Apheori (GM): Aye, mayhap. >.<
Bear Soup Guy: I CAN online with dogs
Frezak (GM): Revolting.
Bear Soup Guy: If we're doing about the time we are now
On saturday
Friday is no good at all
Apheori (GM): Can everyone do saturday?
Bear Soup Guy: Neither is....tomorrow or any other day until fridau
Frezak (GM): I can any day from the 27th.
Bear Soup Guy: I can do saturday yeah
For a few hours but I can't promise past 12 PST
Which would be 2 Colorado time
Ganelon: I can.
Apheori (GM): Well, that'll give us a few hours, at least, no?
Bear Soup Guy: At least yeah
More build to the story
And then in January we can really plow into the action
Ganelon: More opportunities to be grouchy.
And a know-it-all.
Frezak (GM): MORE HOLE SCIENCE
Ganelon: If anyone ever calls Radek on that device, he's going to say "Genius here."
Bear Soup Guy: HOLE SCIENCE
Apheori (GM): Yes!
Bear Soup Guy: I will talk to Radek a lot
Ganelon: I'm quite satisfied with how this has gone so far
Frezak (GM): Gravy will shout "I KNOW HOLE THINGS"
And just blot out any of Radek's attempt to speak.
Bear Soup Guy: Because he's most similar to my sensibilitieis
Apheori (GM): Heh.
Ganelon: I even got to complain to someone who didn't care and couldn't solve my problems like an authentic old person.
Apheori (GM): Hee.
Bear Soup Guy: I got to not pay attention a lot of times like an authentic hippie
Ganelon: Something for everyone.
Apheori (GM): I'd say this actually worked fairly well.
Ganelon: Holes, receptionists, and tripping balls.
Frezak (GM): It did, Names.
Apheori (GM): Not that I'm sure what 'well' actually looks like...
Frezak (GM): Wellll
I could link you my campaign? >.>
That's the only game example I have >.>
Apheori (GM): I'm not sure I'd get around to reading it.
Frezak (GM): FINE THEN
BE THAT WAY
Apheori (GM): SORRY.
Ganelon: I consider Magellan to be the absolute paragon of campaign wellness.
Frezak (GM): Ehhhh.
Ganelon: Okay, Katie kind of slows things down a lot.
Frezak (GM): JUST A BIT.
Ganelon: But I love the talking and the combat and the characters and the setting.
Just... everything.
Frezak (GM): WHAT.
YOU PREFER THAT OVER HARICOT?
YOU BASTARD.
Ganelon: And I hate Year's House but that's totally fine because it's the point.
No, Haricot is great!
Frezak (GM): AND SCISSORS.
AND THE GHOSTS.
AND THE DRUNK DUDE.
I HATE YOU.
Sort of.
Ish.
Frezak (GM): Well.
Ganelon: I'm interested in seeing how combat plays out in this campaign, though.
Apheori (GM): So am I. O_o
Ganelon: I actually like the idea of Radek having a rifle much more than I originally thought.
Frezak (GM): Well, we have a fairly balanced party.
A bit low on damage, perhaps.
Bear Soup Guy: I'm interested in the whole thing
Ganelon: It was probably a result of me being able to visualize just how insanely long his "no penalty" range was.
Bear Soup Guy: This is so much more than I expected already
Frezak (GM): i'll be using an at-will to slow that should help things.
Bear Soup Guy: This is my first real D&D experience and it has been fantabulous
Apheori (GM): Mine too!
Bear Soup Guy: +D
err
=D
Frezak (GM): You might want the Monster Manuals, Names.
For mosnters.
Apheori (GM): Good point.
Frezak (GM): You can always rename them.
Ganelon: I can send her those.
Frezak (GM): Excellent idea.
Apheori (GM): We never even got to the chickens.
Frezak (GM): Oh dear.
Bear Soup Guy: Gan you are so cool
Thanks for being so cool
Apheori (GM): You guys are all cool.
Frezak (GM): Ehhhhh
I'm not.
And, no offence.
Gan is not someone I would label 'cool'.
he knows to much D&D to be cool.
We're cursed.
Apheori (GM): Pfft.
Frezak (GM): To not be cool.
Tainted.
CORRUPTED.
But that's cool.
Apheori (GM): You're like uncyclopedia admins: Cool and sexy even if everyone hates you.
Ganelon: I appreciate the flattery.
Frezak (GM): oh, I know I'm sexy and hated.
Ganelon: But I am definitely not sexy.
Apheori (GM): And cool.
Frezak (GM): Ehhh.
Bear Soup Guy: Coooooooooool
Ganelon: I'm fine with being called cool.
Bear Soup Guy: I'm so sexy and hated they gave me the other thing
God my typing is shot
Gan, you are cool
You may be sexy in our wildest dreams
Frezak (GM): ehhhh
Bear Soup Guy: But at least in reality you are very much cool
Frezak (GM): Gan.
I will try my bestest to make my campaign better than Mr.K.'s.
Ganelon: You're doing fine, Frezak.
It may very well just be the character dynamic that you and I have going that makes me enjoy his more.
Frezak (GM): ohhh.
Ganelon: Because really, Freya is the greatest.
Frezak (GM): Welll.
Ganelon: No. She is the greatest.
Frezak (GM): When you say 'greatest'.
Apheori (GM): Guys, let's get the non-campaign stuff back in skype.
Frezak (GM): Right.
Ganelon: Yes, let's.
Bear Soup Guy: I already love my character dynamic with everyone
Apheori (GM): It's hard enough keepin track of backlog already. XD
Bear Soup Guy: Gravedigger and I are going to get into some shit and that will effect our direction and that's fantastic
As far as I'm concerned every party should have some polar opposite characters
Apheori (GM) drags RAHB back to skype.
Bear Soup Guy: Mine is so passive unless we're beijng attacked and GD is so aggressive
Oh right, back to skype 
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